A ^Gthousand cry ^Dout in ^Cwonder A ^Gmillion pray, “^DGod, could you ^Cgive us a sign? It's a ^Amheavy ^Gburden we're ^Cunder If you ^Amcarry ^Gyours, I'll ^Ccarry mine”

How ^Gfine, how sweet^D the sound ^C When I ^Glay these sor^Drows and this ^Cpoor heart down It was ^Amlove that ^Galways saved ^Cme It was ^Amhope that al^Gways found^C me I was ^Amblind but no^Gw I se^Ce__, ^Amyea^Gh

We are no ^Dmore than a ^Cmoment We're for^Gever and ^Dever and ^Cthat's a fact In ^Amjoy and ^Ghope and ^Chunger In ^Amwords and ^Gdeeds we ^Ccan't take back

How ^Gfine, how sweet^D the sound ^C When I ^Glay these sor^Drows and this ^Cpoor heart down It was ^Amlove that ^Galways saved ^Cme It was ^Amhope that al^Gways found^C me I was ^Amblind but no^Gw I se^Ce__, ^Amyea^Gh

^EmWhere do we go from here And what does it mean ^G ^EmIs there some perfect madness or faith That be^Dlieves in what ^Ccan't be se^Emen__^Dsus2_ ^D ^C ^G/B ^D

How ^Gfine, how sweet^D the sound ^C When I ^Glay these sor^Drows and this ^Cpoor heart down It was ^Amlove that ^Galways saved ^Cme It was ^Amhope that al^Gways found^C me I was ^Amblind but no^Gw I se^Ce__, ^Amyea^Gh

Hold out your ^Dhands like ^Coars We are ^Gmeant to be he^Dre And we're ^Cmeant to ask why If ^Amonly to ^Grise and ^Cfalter If ^Amonly to ^Ggive out ^Cone^N.C. great cry

How ^Gfine, how sweet^D the sound ^C When I ^Glay these sor^Drows and this ^Cpoor heart down It was ^Amlove that ^Galways saved ^Cme It was ^Amhope that al^Gways found^C me I was ^Amblind but no^Gw I se^Ce__, ^Amyea^Gh

Carrie Newcomer - One great cry