Eb5     Bb5      Ab5   Eb5  Bb5 Eb5  
A church is burn - - - - ing  
                Ab5  Bb5 Eb5  Bb5 Eb5  
the flames rise high - er  
          G5     F5  
like hands that are pray - ing  
    Ab5          Bb5  F5  Bb5  
a - glow in the sky  
     Eb5       
Like hands that are praying   
    Ab5   G5 F5  Eb5  
the fi - re is  saying,  
 Ab5       Eb5  
"You can burn down my churches   
    Bb5         Eb5  Bb5 Eb5 Bb5 Eb5  Bb5 Eb5  Bb5 Eb5  F5    
but I shall be - e free."  
        Eb5                  
Three hooded men thru the backroads did creep  
F5    
Torches in their hands while  
    Eb5        
the village lies a-sleep  
Ab5 F5  Eb5  
Down to the church where  
     Db5         Eb5      
just   hours be-fore  
Ab5     F5   Eb5           
voices were singing and  
Ab5    F5   Eb5          
hands were beating and   
Ab5     Bb5 Eb5      Bb5        Eb5      
saying I  won't be a slave any-more.  
      Eb5        Bb5      Ab5   Eb5  Bb5 Eb5  
And a church is burn - - - - ing  
                Ab5  Bb5 Eb5  Bb5 Eb5  
the flames rise high - er  
          G5     F5  
like hands that are pray - ing  
    Ab5          Bb5  F5  Bb5  
a - glow in the sky  
     Eb5       
Like hands that are praying   
    Ab5   G5 F5  Eb5  
the fi - re is  saying,  
 Ab5       Eb5  
"You can burn down my churches   
    Bb5         Eb5  Bb5 Eb5 Bb5 Eb5  Bb5 Eb5   F5    
but I shall be - e free."  
        Eb5                
Three hooded men, their hands lit the spark   
          F5             
Then they faded in the night  
         Eb5                
and they vanished in the dark  
           Ab5       F5 Eb5  
And in the cool light of morning  
        Ab5           F5 Eb5  
there's nothing that re-mains  
        Ab5        Eb5          
But the ashes of a bible and  
  Bb5       Eb5  
a can of kero-sene  
      Eb5        Bb5      Ab5   Eb5  Bb5 Eb5  
And a church is burn - - - - ing  
                Ab5  Bb5 Eb5  Bb5 Eb5  
the flames rise high - er  
          G5     F5  
like hands that are pray - ing  
    Ab5          Bb5  F5  Bb5  
a - glow in the sky  
     Eb5       
Like hands that are praying   
    Ab5   G5 F5  Eb5  
the fi - re is  saying,  
 Ab5       Eb5  
"You can burn down my churches   
    Bb5         Eb5  Bb5 Eb5 Bb5 Eb5  Bb5 Eb5   F5    
but I shall be - e free."  
        Eb5                
A church is more than just timber and stone  
    F5             
And freedom is a dark road  
            Eb5             
When you're walking it a-lone  
        Ab5     F5 Eb5  
But the future is now  
         Ab5          F5 Eb5  
and it's time to take a stand  
       Ab5            Eb5          
So the lost bells of freedom  
     Bb5           Eb5  
can ring out in my land  
     Eb5        Bb5      Ab5   Eb5  Bb5 Eb5  
And a church is burn - - - - ing  
                Ab5  Bb5 Eb5  Bb5 Eb5  
the flames rise high - er  
          G5     F5  
like hands that are pray - ing  
    Ab5          Bb5  F5  Bb5  
a - glow in the sky  
     Eb5       
Like hands that are praying   
    Ab5   G5 F5  Eb5  
the fi - re is  saying,  
 Ab5    F5 Eb5       C5      
"You can burn down my churches   
    Ab5     Bb5     Ab5    F5 Eb5  Bb5 Eb5 F5 Eb5  Bb5 Eb5       
but I - I - I - I shall be free."