Kris Kristofferson - Sister sinead

^GI'm singing this song for my ^Csister Si^Gnead Concerning the god awful ^Dmess that she made When she ^Gtold them her truth just as ^Chard as she ^Gcould Her message profoundly was ^Dmisunder^Gstood

^GThere's humans entrusted with ^Cguarding our ^Ggold And humans in charge of the ^Dsaving of souls And ^Ghumans responded all ^Cover the ^Gworld Condemning that bald headed ^Dbrave little ^Ggirl

And ^Cmaybe she's crazy and ^Gmaybe she ain't But ^Cso was Picasso and ^Gso were the saints And she's never been partial to ^Cshackles or ^Gchains She's too old for breaking and ^Dtoo young to ^Gtame

It's ^Aaskin' for trouble to ^Dstick out your ^Aneck In terms of a target a ^Ebig silhouette But some ^Acandles flicker and ^Dsome candles ^Afade And some burn as true as my ^Esister Si^Anead

And ^Dmaybe she's crazy and ^Amaybe she ain't But ^Dso was Picasso and ^Aso were the saints And she's never been partial to ^Dshackles or ^Achains She's too old for breaking and ^Etoo young to ^Atame