Beatenberg - Rafael

Sometimes it f^Geels l^Aike h^Emeaven and sometimes it f^Geels l^Aike ^Esus4hell But you k^Geep ^Aon g^Emoing until it gets h^Gard^A to t^Bmell And your ^Gbod^Ay m^Emoves with the grace of an ^Garch^Aan^Esus4gel Like a st^Groke o^Af ^Emgenius from ^GRap^Aha^Bmel

^D You lie d^Bmown on the back^Dseat under co^Gadd9vers ^D And every part of you is ^Bmaching but your face is ^Dradiant Because you^Gadd9 went right through the p^Dain You wrestled with an^Bm angel, you waited in the r^Dain St. George and the ^Gadd9dragon on a pressed and painted pl^Dain The sweat upon your f^Bmorehead, it did not fall not v^Dain It didn't fall in^Gadd9 vain

Sometimes it f^Geels l^Aike h^Emeaven and sometimes it f^Geels l^Aike ^Esus4hell But you k^Geep ^Aon g^Emoing until it gets h^Gard^A to t^Bmell And your ^Gbod^Ay m^Emoves with the grace of an ^Garch^Aan^Esus4gel Like a st^Groke o^Af ^Emgenius from ^GRap^Aha^Bmel

^D The crowd was still like a fresco in a chapel ^D 9-7 in the f^Bmifth, Oh St. Sebasti^Dan must have been b^Gadd9eside you all the w^Day The greatest match in ^Bmhistory, you put them all to sh^Dame Four hours and a^Gadd9 Rolex could not put you aw^Day You did it for your^Bmself and now the people sing your n^Dame The people sing your^Gadd9 name

Sometimes it f^Geels l^Aike h^Emeaven and sometimes it f^Geels l^Aike ^Esus4hell But you k^Geep ^Aon g^Emoing until it gets h^Gard^A to t^Bmell And your ^Gbod^Ay m^Emoves with the grace of an ^Garch^Aan^Esus4gel Like a st^Groke o^Af ^Emgenius from ^GRap^Aha^Bmel