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Stained-Glass Morning D G Through a stained-glass morning they’re diggin’ in the green grass again D G Who’s that mournin’ I have seen her face somewhere, but when
Well Dfold up the flag that was Gcovering him DGive it to the woman that was Glovin’ him And Dwhisper that he died defending her liberGty But they’lEml lay him six feeA7t down in somDe far-off piece of ground With one stone markin??D7? him where tGhree should be
Chorus: D G Cause they’ll never give her back the song he would sing D G And they’ll never give her back the child he would bring D G And they’ll never give her back the brother they took from me D G A D G D Through a stained-glass morning a thousand years have greened the grass again In the rain I hang mournin’ A face I couldn’t recognise, then Well fold up the flag that was coverin’ me Give it to the woman that was lovin’ me Then whisper that I died defending her liberty But they laid me six feet down in some far-off piece of ground With one stone markin’ me where three should be Chorus +: Through a stained-glass mornin’ by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com