Órla Fallon - In the bleak midwinter

^CIn the ^Fbleak mid^Gwin^Cter, ^Dmfrosty wind may ^Gdrone ^CEarth stood ^Fhard as ^Gir^Con, ^Dmwater like a ^Gstone ^FSnow had fallen, ^Dm7snow on ^Amsnow, ^Gsno^Emw__ on ^Gsno^Cw_^G__ ^CIn the bleak mid^Fwin^Cter, ^Dmlong ^Gtime a^Cgo

^CAngels ^Fand arch^Gan^Cgels ^Dmmay have gathered ^Gthere ^CCheru^Fbim and ^Gsera^Cphim ^Dmthronged the ^Gair ^FBut only his ^Dm7moth^Amer, ^Gin her ^Emmaiden ^Gbl^Cis^Gs ^CWorshiped the ^Fbe^Cloved ^Dmwit^Gh__ a ^Ckiss

^CWhat ^Fcan I ^Ggive ^Chim, ^Dmpoor as I ^Gam? ^CIf I ^Fwere a ^Gshep^Cherd, ^DmI would bring a ^Glamb? ^FIf I were a ^Dm7wise ^Amman, ^GI would ^Emdo my ^Gpa^Crt^G___ ^CYet, what I have I ^Fgive ^Chim, ^Dmgiv^Ge__ my ^Cheart