Song Of The Magi
Anaïs MitchellVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
when we came
we came through the cold
we came bearing gifts of gold
and frankincense and myrrh
and there were trumpets playing
there were angels looking down
on a west bank town
and he so loved the world!
wore we then our warmest capes
wore we then our walking shoes
opened wide the city gates
and let us through
a child is born
born in Bethlehem
born in a cattle pen
a child is born on the killing floor
and still he no crying makes
still as the air is he
lying so prayfully
there waiting for the war
welcome home, my child
your home is a checkpoint now
your home is a border town
welcome to the brawl
life ain't fair, my child
put your hands in the air, my child
slowly now, single file, now
(no extra and here)
up against the wall
wear we now our warmest coats
wear we now our walking shoes
open wide the gates of hope
and let us through
when we came
we came through the cold
we came bearing gifts of gold
and frankincense and myrrh
and there were shepherds praying
there were lions laying down
with the lambs in a west bank town
and he so loved the world!
use these voicings:
x (3) x x x
1 3 1 1 3
2 0 2 0 0
2 0 3 1 0
0 2 3 2 2
x 3 1 x x
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Readable chord sheet for Song Of The Magi by Anaïs Mitchell
[Am] [G] [F] [C] [G] [Am]when we came we came through the [G]cold we came [F]bearing gifts of gold and [C]frankincense and [G]myrrh and there were t[Am]rumpets playing there were [G]angels looking down on a [F]west bank town [C]and he [G]so loved the [Am]world! [G] [Am]wore we [G/B]then our warmest [Am]capes wore we [G/B]then our walking [Am]shoes [Am]open[G/B]ed wide the city [Am]gates [G/B] [Am]and let us thro[G]ugh [F] [C] [G] a child is born born in Bethlehem born in a cattle pen a child is born on the killing floor and still he no crying makes still as the air is he lying so prayfully there waiting for the war welcome home, my child your home is a checkpoint now your home is a border town welcome to the brawl life ain't fair, my child put your hands in the air, my child slowly now, single file, now [C] [G] (no extra [Am] and [G] here) up against the wall wear we now our warmest coats wear we now our walking shoes open wide the gates of hope and let us through when we came we came through the cold we came bearing gifts of gold and frankincense and myrrh and there were shepherds praying there were lions laying down with the lambs in a west bank town [C]and he s[G]o loved the [Am]world! [C] use these voicings: [Am]x ([G]3) [F]x [C]x [G/B] x 1 3 1 1 3 2 0 2 0 0 2 0 3 1 0 0 2 3 2 2 x 3 1 x x