Dominique
The Singing NunsVersion1
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Dominique...nique..nique, over the
land he plods, and sings a little song.
Never asking for reward, he just talks
about the Lord.
He just talks about the Lord.
At a time when Johnny Lackland, over England
was the King.
Dominique was in the backland, fighting sin
like anything.
Dominique...nique..nique, over the
land he plods, and sings a little song.
Never asking for reward, he just talks
about the Lord.
He just talks about the Lord.
Now a heretic, one day, among the thorns forced
him to crawl.
Dominique with just one prayer, made him hear the
good Lord`s call.
Dominique...nique..nique, over the
land he plods, and sings a little song.
Never asking for reward, he just talks
about the Lord.
He just talks about the Lord.
Without horse or fancy wagon he crossed Europe,
up and down.
Poverty was his companion
as he walked from town to town.
Dominique...nique..nique, over the
land he plods, and sings a little song.
Never asking for reward, he just talks
about the Lord.
He just talks about the Lord.
To bring back the straying liars
and the lost sheep to the fold.
He brought forth the Preaching Friars,
Heaven`s soldiers, brave and bold.
Dominique...nique..nique, over the
land he plods, and sings a little song.
Never asking for reward, he just talks
about the Lord.
He just talks about the Lord.
One day, in the budding Order,
there was nothing left to eat.
Suddenly two Angels walked in
with a loaf of bread and meat.
Dominique...nique..nique, over the
land he plods, and sings a little song.
Never asking for reward, he just talks
about the Lord.
He just talks about the Lord.
Dominique once, in his slumber,
saw the Virgin`s coat unfurled,
over Frairs without number,
preaching all around the world.
Dominique...nique..nique, over the
land he plods, and sings a little song.
Never asking for reward, he just talks
about the Lord.
He just talks about the Lord.
Grant us now, oh, Dominique,
the grace of love and simple mirth.
That we all may help to quicken
Godly life and truth on earth.
Dominique...nique..nique, over the
land he plods, and sings a little song.
Never asking for reward, he just talks
about the Lord.
He just talks about the Lord.
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.
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Readable chord sheet for Dominique by The Singing Nuns
Domini[G]que...nique..nique, [C]over the land he plods, and [G]sings a little [D]song. Never [G]asking for reward, he just [C]talks about the Lord. He just [G]talks [D]about the [G]Lord. At a [C]time when Johnny [G]Lackland, over [D]England was the [G]King. Domini[A]que was in the backland, fighting [A7]sin like any[D]thing. Domini[G]que...nique..nique, [C]over the land he plods, and [G]sings a little [D]song. Never [G]asking for reward, he just [C]talks about the Lord. He just [G]talks [D]about the [G]Lord. Now a [C]heretic, one [G]day, among the [D]thorns forced him to [G]crawl. Domin[A]ique with just one prayer, made him [A7]hear the good Lord`s [D]call. Domini[G]que...nique..nique, [C]over the land he plods, and [G]sings a little [D]song. Never [G]asking for reward, he just [C]talks about the Lord. He just [G]talks [D]about the [G]Lord. Without [C]horse or fancy [G]wagon he crossed [D]Europe, up and [G]down. Pover[A]ty was his companion as he [A7]walked from town to [D]town. Domini[G]que...nique..nique, [C]over the land he plods, and [G]sings a little [D]song. Never [G]asking for reward, he just [C]talks about the Lord. He just [G]talks [D]about the [G]Lord. To bring [C]back the straying [G]liars and the [D]lost sheep to the [G]fold. He [A]brought forth the Preaching Friars, Heaven`s [A7]soldiers, brave and [D]bold. Domini[G]que...nique..nique, [C]over the land he plods, and [G]sings a little [D]song. Never [G]asking for reward, he just [C]talks about the Lord. He just [G]talks [D]about the [G]Lord. One [C]day, in the budding [G]Order, there was [D]nothing left to [G]eat. Sudden[A]ly two Angels walked in with a [A7]loaf of bread and [D]meat. Domini[G]que...nique..nique, [C]over the land he plods, and [G]sings a little [D]song. Never [G]asking for reward, he just [C]talks about the Lord. He just [G]talks [D]about the [G]Lord. Domini[C]que once, in his [G]slumber, saw the [D]Virgin`s coat un[G]furled, over [A]Frairs without number, preaching [A7]all around the [D]world. Domini[G]que...nique..nique, [C]over the land he plods, and [G]sings a little [D]song. Never [G]asking for reward, he just [C]talks about the Lord. He just [G]talks [D]about the [G]Lord. Grant us [C]now, oh, Domini[G]que, the grace of [D]love and simple [G]mirth. That we [A]all may help to quicken Godly [A7]life and truth on [D]earth. Domini[G]que...nique..nique, [C]over the land he plods, and [G]sings a little [D]song. Never [G]asking for reward, he just [C]talks about the Lord. He just [G]talks [D]about the [G]Lord. A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.