Frank Turner - Journey of the magi

^EmMoses was ^Gold, a chill in his ^Dbones ^AmFalling ^Capart, he knew in his ^Gheart that his time had ^Dcome ^EmAs he lay in his ^Gtent in the hot desert ^Dsands ^AmHe smiled at how ^Che would never ^Gsee his promised ^Dland He sang, "^CI could have ^Dlived and ^Emdied ^Cadd9An Egyptian ^Gprince, could have played ^Csafe ^GBut in the end journey's brought ^Djoys That outweigh the ^Gpain"

^EmNow Odysseus ^Gsat tired and ^Dalone He'd always held out against all the doubts he would come home ^EmNow he was ^Ghere, his soul felt ^Destranged ^AmHis wife and his ^Cdog, his son and his ^Ggods, everything ^Dchanged He sang, "^CI could have ^Dstayed and^Em ruled ^Cadd9As an Ithacan ^Gprince, could've played ^Csafe ^GBut in the end journey's brought ^Djoys That outweigh the ^Gpain"

^EmNow Balthazar ^Grode for seven long ^Dyears ^AmEastwards and ^Cfar, he followed his ^Gstar and it brought him ^Dhere ^EmTo a stable in ^Gruins in some backwater ^Dtown ^AmTo a virgin ^Cdefiled, no king but a ^Gchild, too small for a ^Dcrown He sang, "^CI could have ^Dlived with my ^EmGods ^Cadd9As a Persian ^Gprince, I could've played ^Csafe But in the ^Gend journey's brought ^Djoys That outweigh the ^Gpain"

^EmPaupers and kings, ^Gprinces and thieves Singers of ^Csongs, ^Drighters of wrongs, be what you ^Gbelieve ^EmSaddle your ^Ghorse, shoulder your ^Dload ^CBurst at the seams, ^Dbe what you dream and then take to the ^Groad