John McCutcheon - The great storm

The th^Dunder and^G lightni^Dng gave voice to the night The little, l^Bmost child cr^Gied aloud in ^Dher fright "Hush, little baby,^G a story I w^Dill tell Of a love that has v^Bmanquished the p^Gowers of h^Aell" CHORUS: Allelui^Da, the great sto^Arm is over ^Bm Lift up your^D wings an^Gd fly ^{A A7} Allelui^Da, the great sto^Arm is over, l^Bmift up your^D wings an^Gd fly ^{A A7} Sw^Deetness on the air and j^Gustice on the w^Dind Laughter in the h^Bmouse where the mo^Gurners had be^Den The deaf shall have m^Gusic, the blind have new ^Deyes The standards of^Bm death taken d^Gown by surpr^Aise CHORUS Rel^Dease for the captives, an ^Gend to the w^Dars Streams in the d^Bmesert, new h^Gope for the p^Door The little, lost children shall d^Gance as they s^Ding And play with the^Bm bears and the l^Gions in the spr^Aing CHORUS &q^Duot;Hush, little baby, ^Glet go of yo^Dur fears The Lord loves hi^Bms own and your m^Gother is h^Dere" The babe fell asleep as the l^Gantern did b^Durn The mother kept on s^Bminging 'til her br^Gidegroom's ret^Aurn CHORUS 2X (last time resolve to a 'D' chord)