Ancient Lullaby

E           A
Mist rising on the horizon
E                          B
Listenin’ with my ears and listenin’
 with my eyes and
C#m                               
Listenin’ until we've ridden the 
   G#m
mud from the parasite
A                                 
Listenin’ until our hearts start 
         B
to glisten, realize
E                                 
Share the vision and my rhythms 
        A
and we'll melt the ice
E                                 
Start sizzlin’, spilling from the 
         B
ceiling, bread dripping drizzling
C#m                             
Close to the broken-heart, them 
G#m
crushed in spirit
  A                     B
Redeem the soul of your servant seek
 his, pursue it
E                        A
Keep the sparkle in your eyes
                           E
Oh you know, we're not gon die, like
 flyin’
     B                             
Soul times for the times when we'll
 C#m
 stay unified
    G#m                      
The eyes of Hashem are to the 
 A                            B
righteous and he hears their


Chorus:

E  A    E A  E  A             
   Soul cry,      like an 
    E       A
ancient lullaby
E    A    E   A                 
Soul cry,        like an ancient
 E        A E A
 lullaby


  E                             A
Jerusalem breathes, bringin’ me ease
 from the Brooklyn squeeze,
E                            B
Dirty boppin’ and a bring ya down to
 ya knees
C#m                   G#m
Track ya like a lion, leave me be
          A                        
When they come with their disease 
          B
to drag us into the street,
   E                           A
My law's still pure, you can't take 
that from me,
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E                     B
3000 years until this last century,
  C#m                   G#m       
Impossible to break the seal of 
             A  B
the High Priest,
              E                    
Yo, I say the branches on the trees
      A
 them bow to these
        E
Swaying to the melodies,
B                             
Craving for the slaves to bring 
    C#m
redemption please
     G#m
I am you, you are me
        A                        
No more leaders, we must flea ,We 
          B
want see God in our enemy

Chorus

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No Capo Version
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F           Bb
Mist rising on the horizon
F                          C
Listenin’ with my ears and listenin’
 with my eyes and
Dm                                
Listenin’ until we've ridden the 
   Am
mud from the parasite
Bb                                
Listenin’ until our hearts start 
         C
to glisten, realize
F                                 
Share the vision and my rhythms 
        Bb
and we'll melt the ice
F                                 
Start sizzlin’, spilling from the 
         C
ceiling, bread dripping drizzling
Dm                              
Close to the broken-heart, them 
Am
crushed in spirit
  Bb                    C
Redeem the soul of your servant seek
 his, pursue it
F                        Bb
Keep the sparkle in your eyes
                           F
Oh you know, we're not gon die, like
 flyin’
     C                             
Soul times for the times when we'll
 Dm
 stay unified
    Am                       
The eyes of Hashem are to the 
 Bb                           C
righteous and he hears their


Chorus:

F  Bb   F Bb F  Bb            
   Soul cry,      like an 
    F       Bb
ancient lullaby
F    Bb   F   Bb                
Soul cry,        like an ancient
 F        Bb F Bb
 lullaby


  F                             Bb
Jerusalem breathes, bringin’ me ease
 from the Brooklyn squeeze,
F                            C
Dirty boppin’ and a bring ya down to
 ya knees
Dm                    Am
Track ya like a lion, leave me be
          Bb                       
When they come with their disease 
          C
to drag us into the street,
   F                           Bb
My law's still pure, you can't take 
that from me,
F                     C
3000 years until this last century,
  Dm                    Am        
Impossible to break the seal of 
           Bb  C
the High Priest,
              F                    
Yo, I say the branches on the trees
      Bb
 them bow to these
        F
Swaying to the melodies,
C                             
Craving for the slaves to bring 
    Dm
redemption please
     Am
I am you, you are me
        Bb                       
No more leaders, we must flea ,We 
          C
want see God in our enemy