Kris Kristofferson - Sister sinead

^FI’m singing this song for m^Fy sister ^FSinead Concerning the god awful ^Gmess that she made When she ^Ftold them her truth just as ^Fhard as she ^Fcould Her message profoundly was ^Gmisunder^Fstood

^FThere’s humans entrusted wit^Fh guarding ou^Fr gold And humans in charge of the ^Gsaving of souls And ^Fhumans responded all ^Fover the ^Fworld Condemning that bald headed ^Gbrave little ^Fgirl

And ^Fmaybe she’s crazy an^Fd maybe she ain’t But ^Fso was Picasso and ^Fso were the saints And she’s never been partial t^Fo shackles o^Fr chains She’s too old for breaking an^Gd too young t^Fo tame

It’^Ds askin’ for trouble^G to stick out y^Dour neck In terms of a target a ^Abig silhouette But some ^Dcandles flicker and ^Gsome candles ^Dfade And some burn as true as my ^Asister Si^Dnead

And ^Gmaybe she’s crazy an^Dd maybe she ain’t But ^Gso was Picasso and ^Dso were the saints And she’s never been partial t^Go shackles o^Dr chains She’s too old for breaking an^Ad too young t^Do tame