Intro: Cm Ab Cm F/A Fm Eb/G Ddim G C C9 F G/B We rode into town the other day, C C/E F G Just me and my daddy. C F G/B He said I’d finally reached the age C Gm C F C/E And I could ride next to him on a horse Dm G/B That of course was not quite as wide C/E F G/B C We heard a crowd of people shouting, C/E F G/B And so we stopped to find out why. C Gm C F C/E There was that man that my dad said he loved Dm Gsus4 Fm Bb/D But today there was fear in his eyes. Eb Bb/D So I said, "Daddy why are they screaming? Cm Eb Eb/G Why are the faces of some of them beaming? Ab Eb/G Why is he dressed in that bright purple robe? Fm Ab Bb/D I’ll bet that crown hurts him more than he shows. Eb Bb/D Daddy, please, can’t you do something? Cm Eb/G F/A He looks as though he’s gonna cry. Fm Eb/G You said he was stronger than all of those guys. Ab G/B Cm Eb Daddy please tell me why, Fm Bb Eb Dm G Why does everyone want him to die?” C9 F G/B Later that day the sky grew cloudy C C/E F G And Daddy said I should go inside. C F G/B Somehow he knew things could get stormy. C Gm C F C/E Boy, was he right! But I could not keep from wonderin’ Dm G/B If there was something he had to hide C/E F G/B C So after he left I had to find out. C/E F G/B I was not afraid of getting lost. C Gm C F C/E So I followed the crowds to a hill where I knew men had been killed, Dm Gsus4 Fm Bb/D And I heard a voice call from the cross Eb Bb/D And he said, "Father why are they screaming? Cm Eb Eb/G Why are the faces of some of them beaming? Ab Eb/G Why are they casting their lots for my robe? Fm Ab Bb/D This crown of thorns hurts me more than it shows. Eb Bb/D Father, please, can’t You do something? Cm Eb/G F/A I know that You must hear my cry. Fm Eb/G I thought I could handle a cross of this size. Ab G/B Cm Eb Fm Eb/G F/A Father remind me why, why does everyone want me to die C/D Gm F/A G/B Oh, when will I understand why? ( Bb/C Bb/D C/E ) F Em A My precious Son, I hear them screaming, Dm F and I’m watching the face of the enemy beaming. Bb Dm But soon I will clothe You in robes of my own. Gm Bb/D Jesus, this hurts Me much more than You know. C/E F Edim But this dark hour I must do nothing A7 Dm F G Though I’ve heard Your unbearable cry. Gm F/A The pow’r in Your blood destroys all of the lies. Bb Dm Soon You’ll see past their unmerciful eyes. Gm Bb/F Edim A7 Look there below, see the child Dm G7 Trembling by her father’s side. Gm F/A Bb Now I can tell You why, Bb/D C7 Dm She is why You must die.
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