Nerina Pallot - Blessèd

^EApril is the cruellest month of all All that ^C#mhope B^Areathing itself into everything Making you think something's com^Ein^Esus4g ^{E Esus4}

But you l^Eose yourself more than you want to win And your s^C#mhip ain'tt coming in But o^Ane day it will, one day it will So until, remembe^Er:^{Esus4 E Esus4}

^F#mOoh, bless^Aèd are those who love and l^Eose it a^Esus4ll ^F#mOoh, bless^Aèd are those who give and g^Eet nothing ba^Esus4ck at all ^F#mOoh, bless^Aèd are those who love and l^Eose it a^Esus4ll ^F#mOoh, bless^Aèd are those who love and l^Eose it a^Esus4ll ^{E Esus4}

^EAnd I don't know if there's a God above If he's wat^C#mching us If he's k^Aeeping a score while we battle some more Bargaining for just a few se^Eco^Esus4nds mo^Ere^Esus4

S^Euffer the weak, suffer the little ones Tell me wh^C#mat have they done But I ha^Ave to believe there's reason to be Reason to keep ho^Eld^Esus4ing on^{E Esus4}

^F#mOoh, bless^Aèd are those who love and l^Eose it a^Esus4ll ^F#mOoh, bless^Aèd are those who give and g^Eet nothing ba^Esus4ck at all ^F#mOoh, bless^Aèd are those who love and l^Eose it a^Esus4ll ^F#mOoh, bless^Aèd are those who love and l^Eose it a^Esus4ll ^{E Esus4}

^F#mOoh, bless^Aèd are those who love and l^Eose it a^Esus4ll ^F#mOoh, bless^Aèd are those who give and g^Eet nothing ba^Esus4ck at all ^F#mOoh, bless^Aèd are those who love and l^Eose it a^Esus4ll ^F#mOoh, bless^Aèd are those who love and l^Eose it a^Esus4ll ^{E Esus4}