This is a great song by Old Crow Medicine Show.
All the verses and solos have the same chord structure as
the first verse.


Intro
A D A
A E F#m D
A E A

             D                           A           
I hear the crying of the hungry in the deserts where they're wandering
               E                            A
Yeah, they're crying out for heavens own benevolence upon them
        D                                    A
I hear destructive power prevailing, I hear fools falsing hailing
                          E               F#m  D
To the crooked words of tyrants when they call
A
I hear them all
E
I hear them all
A
I hear them all


I hear the sounds of tearing pages and the roar of burning paper
All the crimes and acquisition turn to air and ash and paper
And the rabble of the shackle fall behind t'emancipator?
And lowliest together in their stalls
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all

Harmonica Solo

So while you're sitting whilst dixie with your money and your power
I can hear the flowers a growing in the rubble of the towers
I hear leaders quit their lying, I hear babys quit their crying
I hear soldiers quit their dying one and all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all

Harmonica Solo

I hear the tender words from Zion
I hear Noah's waterfall
hear the gentle lamb of Juda sleeping at the feet of Buddah
And the prophets from Elijah to the old ?youth? Provoca
Take their places at the table when they're called
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all...