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Intro: Cm Ab Cm F/A Fm Eb/GDdim G CC9 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 ageC Gm C F And I could ride next to him onC/E a horseDm G/B That of course was not quite as wideC/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 There was that man that my dadF C/E said he lovedDm But today there was fear in hisGsus4 Fm Bb/D eyes.Eb Bb/D So I said, "Daddy why are they screaming?Cm Eb Why are the faces of some of themEb/G beaming?Ab Eb/G Why is he dressed in that bright purple robe?Fm Ab I’ll bet that crown hurts himBb/D 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.Continúa después del anuncioAb 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 cloudyC 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 Boy, was he right! But I couldC/E not keep from wonderin’Dm G/B If there was something he had to hideC/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 So I followed the crowds to aF C/E hill where I knew men had been killed,Dm And I heard a voice call fromGsus4 Fm Bb/D the crossEb Bb/D And he said, "Father why are they screaming?Cm Eb Why are the faces of some of themEb/G beaming?Ab Eb/G Why are they casting their lots for my robe?Fm Ab This crown of thorns hurts meBb/D 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 Father remind me why, whyFm Eb/G F/A does everyone want me to dieC/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 But this dark hour I must doEdim nothingA7 Dm F Though I’ve heard Your unbearableG cry.Gm F/A The pow’r in Your blood destroys all of the lies.Bb Soon You’ll see past theirDm unmerciful eyes.Gm Bb/F Edim A7 Look there below, see the childDm 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.