The Civil Wars - From this valley

^GOh, the desert dreams of a river that will ^Drun down ^Cto the ^Gsea ^Glike my heart longs for an ocean to ^Dwash down ^Cover ^Gme.

Oh, won't you ^Ctake me from this ^Gvalley ^Cto that mountain high ^Dabove? I will ^Gpray, pray, ^Dpray until I ^Emsee your smiling ^Cface. I will ^Gpray, pray, ^Dpray to the one I ^Glove.

^GOh, the outcast dreams of acceptance, just to ^Dfind pure ^Clove's em^Gbrace ^Glike an orphan longs for his mother. May ^Dyou hold me ^Cin your ^Ggrace.

Oh, won't you ^Ctake me from this ^Gvalley ^Cto that mountain high ^Dabove? I will ^Gpray, pray, ^Dpray until I ^Emsee your smiling ^Cface. I will ^Gpray, pray, ^Dpray to the one I ^Glove.

^GOh, the caged bird dreams of a strong wind that will ^Dflow 'neath her ^Cwings. ^GLike a voice longs for a melody, oh, ^DJesus carry ^Gme.

Oh, won't you ^Ctake me from this ^Gvalley ^Cto that mountain high ^Dabove? I will ^Gpray, pray, ^Dpray until I ^Emsee your smiling ^Cface. I will ^Gpray, pray, ^Dpray to the one I ^Glove.

I will ^Gpray, pray, ^Dpray until I ^Emsee your smiling ^Cface. I will ^Gpray, pray, ^Dpray to the one I ^Glove.