• Song:

    For Every Mountain I Climb

  • Artist:

    Bill Miller

C
I saw Judas Iscariot, with a bottle of wine

       Am7
talkin suicide with an old friend of mine.

     F
They gathered a crowd down at the end of the tracks,

      C                                  C - E7
and a woman cried out when is god comin' back?

        F
They pretended not to notice

                           C
they came down hard on the weak.

        F
Causing war and starvation, refusing

            G
to let them speak.


C         F          G
For every mountain i climb,

C         F          G
for every river that winds,

C         F              G
for every wind that will blow,

       F                           G          C
I will send out my prayers for the children below.
[second verse starts on last beat of chorus]  I


        C                   Am7
... saw crazy horse walkin' alone in the dark

           F
on streets paved with the blood oF his broken heart.

C                                          G
   He never dreamed it would turn out like this.


        C
They pretend that they just don't see.

         Am7
They are blinded in their own mediocrity.

               F
They got their trophies and their cars and their houses on the hill,

         C                                                C - E7
and they don't really care that their wars are a killin' me


F                                C
For every child that follows the dream

             F           G
ten thousand angels will fly.

F
No one will force them to run.

          C
They will stand up and fight,

         F         G 
till the battle is won.


C         F          G
For every mountain i climb,

C         F          G
for every river that winds,

C         F              G
for every wind that will blow,

       F                           G          C
I will send out my prayers for the children below.


C         F          G
For every mountain i climb,

C         F          G
for every river that winds,

C         F              G
for every wind that will blow,

       F                           G          C
I will send out my prayers for the children below.

    F   G      C
the children below

    F   G      C
the children below

    F   G      C
the children below
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