Guadalupe

Dadd4/F# C/E G | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | G G There are ghosts out in the rain ...tonight, G Am High up in those ancient trees, D/F# And I have given up with - out a fight, G Another blind fool on her knees, G And all the gods that I've abandoned, Am Begin to speak in simple tongue, D/F# And, suddenly, I've come to know... G Gsus4 G ...That there are no roads left to run G Now it's the hour of dogs a - barking, Am That's what the old ones used to say, D/F# It's first light, or it's sundown, G Gsus4 Before the children cease their play, G And when the mountains glow like mission wine, Am Or turn grey like a Spanish roan, D/F# Ten thousand eyes will stop to worship, G Gsus4 G Then turn away, and head for home C And she is reaching out her arms tonight, G Gsus4 And, yes, my poverty is real, G Am I pray roses shall rain down again... D/F# G Gsus4 From Guadalupe, on her hill, G C And, who am I to doubt these mysteries, G Gsus4 G Cured in centuries of blood, and candle smoke? Am I am the least of all your pilgrims here, D/F# G Gsus4 G But I am most in need of hope G Am D/F# | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | D/F# G Gsus4 G | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | G She appeared to Jaun Di - ego, Am She left her image on his cape, D/F# Five hundred years of sorrow... G Gsus4 ...Cannot destroy their deepest faith, G So, here I am, your ragged disbeliever, Am A doubting Thomas drowns in tears, D/F# As I watch your church sink through the earth, G Gsus4 Like a heart worn down through fear G C And she is reaching out her arms tonight, G Gsus4 G And, yes, my poverty is real, Am I pray roses shall rain down again... D/F# G Gsus4 G From Guadalupe, on her hill, G C And, who am I to doubt these mysteries, G Gsus4 Cured in centuries of blood, and candle smoke? G Am I am the least of all your pilgrims here, D/F# G Gsus4 But I am most in need of hope! G Am I am the least of all your pilgrims here, D/F# G Gsus4 G But I am most in need of hope Dadd4/F# C/E G | / / / / | / ||