Voices

G C Bm Am C D G C G 
 
     
 
    G                     C 
    Sweet voices calling wild,  
 
    G         D              G  
    echoing around this child  
 
    Em          C           G 
    Sweet Faith I'll be joining you, 
 
                          D  G 
    But when my story's over  
 
  
 
    C            Bm         Am 
    Dee doo doo doo dah dee doo doo  
 
    C                D     G         C   G 
    doo doo doo dee doo doo dee doo dah day  
 
     
 
    G                       C 
    Small secrets in the wind,  
 
    G                  D      G  
    blowing till the end begins  
 
    Em      C        G                             D G  
    Oh my children stand by me till my story's over  
 
  
 
 
    C            Bm         Am 
    Dee doo doo doo dah dee doo doo  
 
    C                D     G         C   G 
    doo doo doo dee doo doo dee doo dah day  
 
     
 
 
    G 
    If I were you and you were me  
 
              C 
    those voices they would cease to be  
 
          D                                 G  D 
    They won't be free to torment me again  
 
  
 
         G  
    But in my bed again last night,  
 
             C 
    those voices spoke of wrong and right  
 
             D 
    They spoke of darkness and of light  
 
             G 
    They spoke of weakness and of might  
 
  
 
    G 
    They spoke of people in the snow  
 
            C 
    And distant places long ago  
 
           D 
    They spoke of fire and falling rain  
 
    G 
    Of health and wealth and death and pain  
 
    G  C  D  G 
    Nah....  
 
          
 
 
 
    G                       C  
    Sweet voices calling wild, 
 
    G                     D   G 
    echoing around this child  
 
    Em          C           G 
    Sweet Faith I'll be joining you, 
 
                      D  G  
    when my story's over  
 
     
 
    G 
    If I were you and you were me  
 
             C 
    those voices they would cease to be  
 
          D                               G  D 
    They won't be free to torment me again  
 
  
 
         G  
    But in my bed again last night,  
 
              C 
    those voices spoke of wrong and right  
 
             D 
    They spoke of darkness and of light  
 
             G 
    They spoke of weakness and of might  
 
  
 
    G 
    They spoke of people in the snow  
 
           C 
    And distant places long ago  
 
           D 
    They spoke of fire and falling rain  
 
    G 
    Of health and wealth and death and pain  
 
     
 
 
 
    G 
    They spoke of people in the snow  
 
           C 
    And distant places long ago  
 
            D 
    They spoke of fire and falling rain  
 
    G 
    Of health and wealth and death and pain 
 
 
 
    G   C   D   G