Chords for Hank Snow, The Blind Boys Prayer.
Tempo:
51.2 bpm
Chords used:
C#
G#
F#
A#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[F#] [C#] Dear mother said a poor blind boy, that little bird sings very long.
And do you see him in his joy, and is he pretty [G#] as his [C#] song?
The mother looked [G#] and then replied, [C#] I see that bird on yonder tree.
The poor boy smiled and softly said, Mother I wish that [G#] I [C#] could see.
Yet I the fragrant flowers can smell, and I can feel the green leaf shade.
[F#] And I [C#] can hear the notes that swell, from those dear birds that God [G#] has [C#] made.
So mother God to me is kind, though sign of lass [G#] he has not given.
[F#] But tell me [C#] is there any blind among [F#] the [C#] children up in heaven?
Blind?
Oh no my friend, I'm not [G#] blind.
[C#] My eyes may be closed, but I don't mind.
For I see things far beyond your sight, cause God gave [G#] me a sense to guide [C#] me alright.
You don't understand how happy I can be.
[F#] Friend, life's not made up alone of what our eyes can [C#] see.
Why you can see mountains and rivers and trees, and you can find beauty in the flowers and the birds and the bees.
[G#] Why [C#] I find a beauty that you'll never know.
The kind that comes from away inside, the kind that comforts so.
I've learned to think of everything as beautiful and bright, cause God gave me that inner sense to take to the place of light.
[G#] [C#]
Oh no my [G#] darling, they [C#] all see.
But why ask me a thing so odd?
[F#] Why [A#m] mother [C#] God so good to me, I thought I'd like to look at God.
It will be so nice when I can see.
But mother when you get up there, [F#] please tell me [C#] mother that it's you.
Because I have never saw [G#] [C#] you here.
He said no more, but fondly smiled until the final blow was given.
[F#] And God took [G#] off that poor blind boy [C#] and opened first [C#] his eyes in
And do you see him in his joy, and is he pretty [G#] as his [C#] song?
The mother looked [G#] and then replied, [C#] I see that bird on yonder tree.
The poor boy smiled and softly said, Mother I wish that [G#] I [C#] could see.
Yet I the fragrant flowers can smell, and I can feel the green leaf shade.
[F#] And I [C#] can hear the notes that swell, from those dear birds that God [G#] has [C#] made.
So mother God to me is kind, though sign of lass [G#] he has not given.
[F#] But tell me [C#] is there any blind among [F#] the [C#] children up in heaven?
Blind?
Oh no my friend, I'm not [G#] blind.
[C#] My eyes may be closed, but I don't mind.
For I see things far beyond your sight, cause God gave [G#] me a sense to guide [C#] me alright.
You don't understand how happy I can be.
[F#] Friend, life's not made up alone of what our eyes can [C#] see.
Why you can see mountains and rivers and trees, and you can find beauty in the flowers and the birds and the bees.
[G#] Why [C#] I find a beauty that you'll never know.
The kind that comes from away inside, the kind that comforts so.
I've learned to think of everything as beautiful and bright, cause God gave me that inner sense to take to the place of light.
[G#] [C#]
Oh no my [G#] darling, they [C#] all see.
But why ask me a thing so odd?
[F#] Why [A#m] mother [C#] God so good to me, I thought I'd like to look at God.
It will be so nice when I can see.
But mother when you get up there, [F#] please tell me [C#] mother that it's you.
Because I have never saw [G#] [C#] you here.
He said no more, but fondly smiled until the final blow was given.
[F#] And God took [G#] off that poor blind boy [C#] and opened first [C#] his eyes in
Key:
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G#
F#
A#m
C#
G#
F#
A#m
_ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ Dear mother said a poor blind boy, that little bird sings very long.
And do you see him in his joy, and is he pretty [G#] as his [C#] song?
The mother looked [G#] and then replied, [C#] I see that bird on yonder tree.
The poor boy smiled and softly said, Mother I wish that [G#] I [C#] could see.
Yet I the fragrant flowers can smell, and I can feel the green leaf shade.
_ [F#] And I [C#] can hear the notes that swell, from those dear birds that God [G#] has [C#] made.
So mother God to me is kind, though sign of lass [G#] he has not given.
[F#] But tell me [C#] is there any blind among [F#] the [C#] children up in heaven?
_ _ Blind?
Oh no my friend, I'm not [G#] blind.
[C#] My eyes may be closed, but I don't mind.
For I see things far beyond your sight, cause God gave [G#] me a sense to guide [C#] me alright.
You don't understand how happy I can be.
[F#] Friend, life's not made up alone of what our eyes can [C#] see.
Why you can see mountains and rivers and trees, and you can find beauty in the flowers and the birds and the bees.
[G#] Why [C#] I find a beauty that you'll never know.
The kind that comes from away inside, the kind that comforts so.
I've learned to think of everything as beautiful and bright, cause God gave me that inner sense to take to the place of light.
_ _ [G#] _ [C#] _
Oh no my [G#] darling, they [C#] all see.
But why ask me a thing so odd?
[F#] Why [A#m] mother [C#] God so good to me, I thought I'd like to look at God.
It will be so nice when I can see. _
But mother when you get up there, [F#] please tell me [C#] mother that it's you.
Because I have never saw [G#] [C#] you here.
He said no more, but fondly smiled until the final blow was given.
[F#] And God took [G#] off that poor blind boy [C#] and opened first [C#] his eyes in
And do you see him in his joy, and is he pretty [G#] as his [C#] song?
The mother looked [G#] and then replied, [C#] I see that bird on yonder tree.
The poor boy smiled and softly said, Mother I wish that [G#] I [C#] could see.
Yet I the fragrant flowers can smell, and I can feel the green leaf shade.
_ [F#] And I [C#] can hear the notes that swell, from those dear birds that God [G#] has [C#] made.
So mother God to me is kind, though sign of lass [G#] he has not given.
[F#] But tell me [C#] is there any blind among [F#] the [C#] children up in heaven?
_ _ Blind?
Oh no my friend, I'm not [G#] blind.
[C#] My eyes may be closed, but I don't mind.
For I see things far beyond your sight, cause God gave [G#] me a sense to guide [C#] me alright.
You don't understand how happy I can be.
[F#] Friend, life's not made up alone of what our eyes can [C#] see.
Why you can see mountains and rivers and trees, and you can find beauty in the flowers and the birds and the bees.
[G#] Why [C#] I find a beauty that you'll never know.
The kind that comes from away inside, the kind that comforts so.
I've learned to think of everything as beautiful and bright, cause God gave me that inner sense to take to the place of light.
_ _ [G#] _ [C#] _
Oh no my [G#] darling, they [C#] all see.
But why ask me a thing so odd?
[F#] Why [A#m] mother [C#] God so good to me, I thought I'd like to look at God.
It will be so nice when I can see. _
But mother when you get up there, [F#] please tell me [C#] mother that it's you.
Because I have never saw [G#] [C#] you here.
He said no more, but fondly smiled until the final blow was given.
[F#] And God took [G#] off that poor blind boy [C#] and opened first [C#] his eyes in