Simon & Garfunkel - A church is burning

^GA church is ^Dburn^Cin^Gg The fla^Gmes rise ^Chigh^Ger Like h^Bmands that are p^Amraying^C A^Cglow in the sk^Dy Like ha^Gnds that are praying The ^Cfi^Bmre is sa^Gyin’ You can ^Cburn down my chu^Grches But^D7 I shall be fr^Gee

^AmThree hooded men through the b^Gack roads did creep ^AmTorches in their hands while the vi^Gllage lies asleep ^CDown to the ch^Gurch where, just h^Fours befo^Gre ^CVoices were si^Gnging, and ^CHands were bea^Gting, and ^CSaying, "I ^Gwon't be a s^Dlave anym^Gore"

^GA church is ^Dburn^Cin^Gg The fla^Gmes rise ^Chigh^Ger Like h^Bmands that are p^Amraying^C A^Cglow in the sk^Dy Like ha^Gnds that are praying The ^Cfi^Bmre is sa^Gyin’ You can ^Cburn down my chu^Grches But^D7 I shall be fr^Gee

^AmThree hooded men, their ha^Gnds lit the spark And they f^Amaded in the night, and they v^Ganished in the dark And in the c^Cold light of mo^Grning, there is n^Cothing that rem^Gains But the as^Ches of a B^Gible and a c^Dan of keros^Gene

^GA church is ^Dburn^Cin^Gg The fla^Gmes rise ^Chigh^Ger Like h^Bmands that are p^Amraying^C A^Cglow in the sk^Dy Like ha^Gnds that are praying The ^Cfi^Bmre is sa^Gyin’ You can ^Cburn down my chu^Grches But^D7 I shall be fr^Gee

^AmA church is more than just ti^Gmber and stone And fre^Amedom is a dark road when you're w^Galking it alone But the f^Cuture is n^Gow, and it's t^Cime to take a st^Gand So the l^Cost bells of f^Greedom can ^Dring out in my l^Gand

^GA church is ^Dburn^Cin^Gg The fla^Gmes rise ^Chigh^Ger Like h^Bmands that are p^Amraying^C A^Cglow in the sk^Dy Like ha^Gnds that are praying The ^Cfi^Bmre is sa^Gyin’ You can ^Cburn down my ^Gchurche^Ems But ^CI - I -^D I shall be ^Gfree^{C G}