Am
All night I've wrestled Jacob's angel
And prayed with Matthew Luke and John
Struggling to find the words to face the task
G Am
that comes upon the blood red dawn
I've buried men before their time
of alcohol and blackened lung
But how to bury seven of these Appalachian miner's sons
G
Who stormed the beaches wave on wave,
And sailed home to these rocky graves
Am
In family plots that bear their names,
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C G Dm Am
Tomorrow I'll walk up, seven hillsides
C G Dm Am
Tremble before my flock on seven hillsides
F G Am G F
Seven sorrows seven sons, seven mothers and every one
Will turn to me for the word of God what does this mean,
G
And there I'll stand Good Book in hand,
F
A shepherd to these precious lambs
G
What will I say, what will I say
Am
What can I say
Am
To tell the truth I'd never thought much
About the will of God before
When called to preach at seventeen
G Am
I was in love with fiery words and not much more
The time has come to keep the faith
For others shattered by their loss
Remind them of the loving God
Whose son like their's paid the cost
G
To save a sad and wicked world
Through sacrifice our love is heard
Am
And pray that I believe those words
Chorus