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Joan Baez - Birmingham Sunday Chords

[verse]
Come round by my side & I'll sing you a
B
song
      F#
I'll sing it so softly it'll
E           F#
do no one wrong
   F#
On Birmingham Sunday
      F#
the blood ran like wine
          E                     F#
And the choirs kept singing of freedom
F#
  That cold autumn morning no
               B
eyes saw the sun
     F#
And Addie Mae Collins,
    E           C#
her number was "one"
       F#           C#
At an old baptist church there was
F#
no need to run
          E                     F#
And the choirs kept singing of freedom

[verse]
F#
The clouds they were dark and the
              B
autumn winds blew
     F#
And Denise McNair brought the
  E         C#
number to "two"
    F#        C#
The falcon of death was the
F#
creature they knew
          E                      F#
And the choirs kept singing of freedom
F#
The church it was crowded,
                   B
and no one could see
      F#                   E
That Cynthia Wesley's dark number was
    C#
"three"
       F#               C#
Her prayers and her feeling would
   F#
shame you and me
        E                      F#
And the choirs kept singing of freedom

[verse]
F#                                  B
Young Carol Robertson entered the door
        F#                      E
And the number her killers had given was
   C#
"four"
     F#             C#
She asked for a blessing but
    F#
asked for no more
          E                      F#
And the choirs kept singing of freedom
F#
  On Birmingham Sunday
                     B
a noise shook the ground
          F#
And the people all over
     E             C#
the earth turned around
    F#       C#        F#
For no on recalled a more cowardly sound
        E                       F#
And the choirs kept singing of freedom

[verse]
F#                                       B
The men in the forest they once asked of me
     F#                  E
How many blackberries grow in the blue
  C#
sea
F#                 C#
I asked them right back with a
F#
tear in my eye
    E                      F#
How many dark ships in the forest?
F#
The Sunday has come and the
             B
Sunday has gone
        F#
And I can't do much more than to
E           C#
sing you a song
     F#         C#          F#
I'll sing it so softly it'll do
no one wrong
        E                       F#
And the choirs kept singing of freedom

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