Sara Groves - When the saints

^ALord I have a heavy ^Bmburden of all I've ^Dseen and ^Aknow ^AAnd your word is ^Bmlike a ^Dfire and I cannot^Bm let it ^Ago

And when I'm ^Eweary and over^Dwrought with so ^Bmmany battles left ^Aunfough^Et

I see ^DPaul and Si^Alas in the ^Dprison ^Ayard I hear their ^Dsong of ^Afreedom ^C#mrising to the ^Estars

And when the ^ESaints go ^C#mmarching ^Din I want to ^Bmbe one of ^Athem

^ALord it's all that I^Bm can't carry and ca^Dnnot leav^Ae behind ^ASo I think of tho^Bmse befo^Dre me Who’ve liv^Bmed a fai^Athful life

And when I'm ^Eweary and over^Dwrought with so ^Bmmany battles left ^Aunfough^Et

I see the ^Dshepherd ^AMoses in the ^DPharohs ^Acourt I hear his ^Dcall for ^Afreedom for the^C#m people of the ^ELord And when the ^ESaints go ^C#mmarching ^Din I want to ^Bmbe one of ^Athem And when the ^ESaints go ^C#mmarchin^Dg in I want to ^Bmbe one of ^Athem^{D A}

I see the ^Dlong quiet ^Awalk along the ^DUnderground ^ARailroad I s^Dee the slave aw^Aakening to the ^C#mvalue of her soul^E

I see the ^Dyoung ^Amissionary and the ^Dangry ^Aspear I see his ^Dfamily ^Areturning with ^C#mno trace of ^Efear

I see the ^Dlong hard s^Ahadows of ^DCalcutta^A nights I see the ^Dsisters ^Astanding by the ^C#mdying man's ^Eside

I see the ^Dyoung girl ^Ahuddled on the ^Dbrothel ^Afloor I see the ^Dman with a ^Apassion come and ^C#mkicking down that ^Edoor

I see the ^Dman of ^Asorrows and his ^Dlong troubled ^Aroad I see the ^Dworld on his ^Ashoulders and my ^C#measy ^Eload

And when the ^ESaints go ^C#mmarching ^Din I want to ^Bmbe one of ^Athem And when the ^ESaints go ^C#mmarching ^Din I want to ^Bmbe one of ^Athem I want to ^Dbe one of ^Athem I want to ^Dbe one of ^Athem I want to ^Dbe one of ^Athem^{D A}