Chords for Cathedrals (1999) - Mansion Over the Hilltop

But right now I want to slow down.
I'm built more for comfort than I am speed. _
_ _ _ _ _ Iris Sanfo, one of the great songwriters of our day, I'd like to feature Scott Fowler again, our young baritone singer, who just got married last December's year ago, and I thought it'd never happen.
George advertised it for nine years and it finally happened.
_ She's 73 years old, Glenn, but I think they're going to be very happy.
I really do.
She's the nicest little thing you ever saw.
Got most of her own teeth, likes to travel.
_ I think it's a match [E] made in heaven. _
[C] Thank you for that wonderful news there.
But I want to sing an Iris Sanfo song, one of the great writers of our day.
Wrote songs like I Know Who Holds Tomorrow, There's Room at the Cross for You, [N] Suppertime.
Achy Breaky Heart.
No.
He [Bb] didn't write that, I can tell you for sure.
I don't want it to sound like it.
One of the great songs of our day, and I've been singing it a long, long time, and I hope you'll enjoy this.
It's not loud, it's not high.
It's just a beautiful, beautiful song.
Mansion [Eb] Over the Hilltop.
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[Bb] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [F] _ [Bbm] _ [A] _
[F] _ _ _ _ [A] _ [Bb] _ [Cm] _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ Where [Eb] the raps [Bb] on the shot.
_ _ [Gm] I _
[Dm] _ [Cm] _ _ _ [F] _ see. _
[Bb] _ _ [Cm] I've [G] _ _ [Bb] got [Eb] a man.
_ _ Just over [Bb] the hill.
_ _ In that [F] bright [Cm] land [F] where [C] we'll never [Bb] grow _ old.
[Eb] _ And [Bb] someday [Eb] _ _ we _ will never [Bb] more _ wander.
_ Love [F] on _ [Cm] streets [F] that are [Bb] purest gold.
_ _ [G] _ Don't [C] think me poor or [F] deserted [C] _ or lonely.
_ _ I'm not [G] _ _ [D] discouraged.
[G] _ I'm _
[C] _ _ _ [F] just [G] _ _ [B] _
[C] a few.
_ _ [F] I'm in search [C] of that city.
And [F] I've [Gb] got [G] a [F] man.
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[C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [A] _ _ [Am] _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ Just over.
[C] _ _ _ _ _ In that [G] bright [F] land where [G] we will never [C] [A] grow [Am] _ _ [C] old.
[Dm] And [C] someday [F] _ we _ _ will never [C] more wander.
_ _ _ _ _ Love [G] on _ [Dm] streets [G] that _ are [C] purest gold.
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_ [G] _ _ _ [Dm] _ [G] _ _ _
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