City On The Hill

Did you [Bm]hear of the city on the [D]hill?
Said o[A]ne old man to the oth[G]er
It once shined b[Bm]right and it would be shining [D]still
But they all started t[A]urning on each[G] other

You see, the p[Bm]oets thought the dancers were shallow  [D]
And the [A]soldiers thought the poets were [G]weak
And the [Bm]elders saw the young ones as foo[D]lish
And the [A]rich man never heard the[G] poor man speak

And one by [G]one
They ran a[D]way
With their [A]made up minds
To leave it a[G]ll behind
And the [G]light began to [D]fade
In the city on the [A]hill
The city on the hill

Each one thought that they knew better
That they were different by design
Instead of standing strong together
They let their differences divide

Passage:

[Bm]     [D]    [A]      [G]And the world is searching still
[Bm]   [D]   [A]

But it was the r[G]hythm of the dancers
That gave the poets life
It was the s[D]pirit of the poets
That gave the so[A]ldiers strength to fight
It was the [G]fire of the young ones
It was the [Bm]wisdom of the old
It was the [A]story of the poor man
That needed to be told

[Ending]

[Bm]        [D]        [A]Come home
[G]        And the Father's calling still
[Bm]        [D]        [A]Come home
[G]        To the city on the hill
[Bm]        [D]        [A]Come home