Four Fires
mewithoutYou
- A
- Asus2
- Bm
- D
- Em
- G
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Intro (and verses): Em—Asus2 (x2)Em Dear seven sisters, all isAsus2 distance here All look into neverEm out of every face I'll let you beAsus2 my belief if I can be your doubtEm Signed from Persia: KindAsus2 subversion of a kind I couldn't sayEm As our blessed lack ofAsus2 conversation Has kept me alive so far today Em Asus2 (x2)Em All my savings soon were spent, soAsus2 in the vales of early FallEm Under table, covered rent byAsus2 packing bales of barley strawEm With efforts held to circumventAsus2 the watchful eye of federal lawEm And mama, though I've been soAsus2 aloneContinúa después del anuncioG D My faith in love is still devout (xAsus2 4)Em With solemn sounds the potter'sAsus2 ground beneath our bare wandering feetEm Our crooked hearts in Sacred HarpAsus2 sang out of the dark inside us deepEm Their shapes of sorrow fell likeAsus2 shadows on the farm-to-market roadsEm That led my stumbling steps backAsus2 homeEm But mama why four fires burning?Asus2 Why so quiet Father's room?Em Has he not heard his sonAsus2 returning? or has he gone to gather food?Em Or is he stomping in the forest?Asus2 or has he wandered into town?Em "Son, I think it's best that youAsus2 sit down-G D His faith in love was stillAsus2 devout..." (x 7, x1 over last 'devout')Bm G A Mama, sing my favorite hymn As IG sink deep into the grassBm G A And the night birds beat me withG their wings With horrid laughter as they passBm G A The stage goes dim, its pageantsG finished Fleeting worlds to which I've clung with a now extinguished longingBm G A Mama, sing my favorite hymn Where weG make ploughshares from our swordsBm G A And the mason's barber trim ourG Christmas tree In the Oneness of the LordBm G A What grace surrounds! what strangeG perfection! Mamma, sing my favorite hymn Remind me Everyone is him