Something Beautiful
Sinead OconnorVersion1
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I wanna make something beautiful
for You and from You
To show You, to show You I a-
dore You, oh, You
And Your journey towards me
which I see and I see
All You push through,
mad for You and because of You
I couldn't thank You in ten thousand years
If I cried ten thousand rivers of tears
Ah, but You know the soul and You know what makes it gold
You who give life through blood Blood,
blood, blood, blood, oh, blood, blood
Oh, I wanna make something so lovely for You
'Cause I promised that's what I'd do for You
With the Bible I stole, I know You forgave my soul
Because such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve
And I think we're agreed that it should have been free
And You sang to me
They dress the wounds
of My poor people as though they're nothing
Saying, peace, peace
when there's no peace
They dress the wounds
of My poor people as though they're nothing
Saying, peace, peace, peace
when there's no peace
Days without number
Now can a bride forget her jewels
or a maid her ornaments?
Yet my people 'forgotten Me
Days without number,
days without number
And in their want,
Who'll dress their wounds?
( to the end)
Who'll dress their wounds?
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Readable chord sheet for Something Beautiful by Sinead Oconnor
[G]I wanna make something beautiful
[D]for You and from You
To sh[G]ow You, to show You I a-
[D]dore You, oh, You
[G]And Your journey towards me
[D]which I see and I see
[G]All You push through,
[D]mad for You and because of You
[G]I couldn't thank You in ten thousand years
If I [D]cried ten thousand rivers of tears
Ah, but[G] You know the soul and You know what makes it gold
[D]You who give life through blood Blood,
[G]blood, blood, blood, oh, blood, blood [D]
[G]Oh, I wanna make something so lovely for You
[D]'Cause I promised that's what I'd do for You
With the B[G]ible I stole, I know You forgave my soul
Because[D] such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve
And I[G] think we're agreed that it should have been free
[D]And You sang to me
They dress the w[G]ounds
of My poor p[C]eople as though they're [G]nothing [C]
Saying, p[G]eace, [C]peace
when there's no p[D]eace
They dress the w[G]ounds
of My poor pe[C]ople as though they're n[G]othing [C]
Saying, p[G]eace, peace,[C] peace
when there's no [G]peace [C]
Days without n[G]umber [C]
Now can a br[G]ide forget her [C]jewels [G]
or a maid her[C] ornaments? [G]
Yet my [C]people 'forgotten [G]Me [C]
Days without [G]number, [C]
days without [G]number [C]
And in their [G]want, [C]
Who'll [G]dress their wounds? [C]
[G] [C] ([G] [C] to the end)
Who'll dress their wounds?