Kris Kristofferson - Sister sinead

^GI’m singing this song for m^Cy sister ^GSinead 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 wit^Ch guarding ou^Gr gold 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 an^Gd maybe she ain’t But ^Cso was Picasso and ^Gso were the saints And she’s never been partial t^Co shackles o^Gr chains She’s too old for breaking an^Dd too young t^Go tame

It’^As askin’ for trouble^D to stick out y^Aour neck 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 an^Ad maybe she ain’t But ^Dso was Picasso and ^Aso were the saints And she’s never been partial t^Do shackles o^Ar chains She’s too old for breaking an^Ed too young t^Ao tame