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WE SING HALLELUJAH
Richard Thompson
Intro A E A Asus E
A [A]man is like a [E]rusty wheel
[A]On a rusty [E]cart
He [A]sings [E/G#]his [F#m]song as he [D]rattles a[E]long
and [D]then he [E]falls a[A]part.
CHORUS
And [A]We'll sing halle[E]lujah
At the [A]turning of the [E]year
And we [A]work [E/G#]all [F#m]day in the [D]old fashioned [E]way
'Til the [D]shining [E]star ap[A]pears
A man is like a briar
He covers himself with thorns
he laughs like a clown when his fortunes are down
And his clothes are ragged and torn
CHORUS
A man is like a three string fiddle
Hanging on the wall.
He plays when somebody scrpes on the bow
Or he can't play at all.
CHORUS
A man is like his father
Wishes he'd never been born.
He longs for the time when the clock bell will chime
And he's dead for evermore.
CHORUS
WE SING HALLELUJAH
Richard Thompson
Intro A E A Asus E
A [A]man is like a [E]rusty wheel
[A]On a rusty [E]cart
He [A]sings [E/G#]his [F#m]song as he [D]rattles a[E]long
and [D]then he [E]falls a[A]part.
CHORUS
And [A]We'll sing halle[E]lujah
At the [A]turning of the [E]year
And we [A]work [E/G#]all [F#m]day in the [D]old fashioned [E]way
'Til the [D]shining [E]star ap[A]pears
A man is like a briar
He covers himself with thorns
he laughs like a clown when his fortunes are down
And his clothes are ragged and torn
CHORUS
A man is like a three string fiddle
Hanging on the wall.
He plays when somebody scrpes on the bow
Or he can't play at all.
CHORUS
A man is like his father
Wishes he'd never been born.
He longs for the time when the clock bell will chime
And he's dead for evermore.
CHORUS
