Chords for Old Crow Medicine Show - "I Hear Them All" (Official Video)
Tempo:
150 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
E
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[N]
[D] [A]
[F#m] [D]
[E]
[A] I hear the crying of the hungry in the deserts where they're wandering.
Hear them [E] crying out for heaven's own [A] benevolence upon them.
[D] Hear destructive power prevailing.
I [A] hear fools falsely hailing
to the crooked wits of tyrants when they call.
[D]
I hear them all, I [E] hear them all, I [A] hear them all.
I hear the [D]
sounds of tearing pages [A] and the roar of burning paper.
[E] All the crimes and acquisitions turned to [A] air and ashes and paper.
And the rattle [D] of the shackle [A] far beyond emancipators
and the loneliest to gather [F#m] in their [D] stalls.
I hear them all, I [E] hear them all, I [A] hear them all.
[D]
[A]
[E]
[A]
[D]
[A]
[F#m] [D]
[A]
So while you sit [D] and whistle, Dixie, with [A] your money and your power,
I [E] can hear the flowers a-growing [A] in the rubble of the towers.
I [D] hear leaders quit their lying, I [A] hear babies quit their crying,
I hear soldiers quit their [E] dying, one [F#m] and all.
[D]
I hear them all, I [E] hear them all, I [A] hear them all.
[D]
[A]
[E]
[A] [D]
[A]
[F#m] [D]
[A]
I hear [D] the tender words from Zion, I [A] hear Noah's waterfall.
Hear the [E] gentle Lamb of Judah, sleeping at the feet [A] of Buddha.
And the prophets [D] from Elijah to [A] the old Paiute, Bavaca,
take their places at the table [F#m] when they're called.
[D] I hear [A] them all, I hear [E] them all, I [A] hear them all.
I hear them all, I hear [E] them all, I hear [F#m] them all.
[D]
I hear them all, I [E] hear them all, I hear them all.
[D] [A]
[F#m] [D]
[E]
[A] I hear the crying of the hungry in the deserts where they're wandering.
Hear them [E] crying out for heaven's own [A] benevolence upon them.
[D] Hear destructive power prevailing.
I [A] hear fools falsely hailing
to the crooked wits of tyrants when they call.
[D]
I hear them all, I [E] hear them all, I [A] hear them all.
I hear the [D]
sounds of tearing pages [A] and the roar of burning paper.
[E] All the crimes and acquisitions turned to [A] air and ashes and paper.
And the rattle [D] of the shackle [A] far beyond emancipators
and the loneliest to gather [F#m] in their [D] stalls.
I hear them all, I [E] hear them all, I [A] hear them all.
[D]
[A]
[E]
[A]
[D]
[A]
[F#m] [D]
[A]
So while you sit [D] and whistle, Dixie, with [A] your money and your power,
I [E] can hear the flowers a-growing [A] in the rubble of the towers.
I [D] hear leaders quit their lying, I [A] hear babies quit their crying,
I hear soldiers quit their [E] dying, one [F#m] and all.
[D]
I hear them all, I [E] hear them all, I [A] hear them all.
[D]
[A]
[E]
[A] [D]
[A]
[F#m] [D]
[A]
I hear [D] the tender words from Zion, I [A] hear Noah's waterfall.
Hear the [E] gentle Lamb of Judah, sleeping at the feet [A] of Buddha.
And the prophets [D] from Elijah to [A] the old Paiute, Bavaca,
take their places at the table [F#m] when they're called.
[D] I hear [A] them all, I hear [E] them all, I [A] hear them all.
I hear them all, I hear [E] them all, I hear [F#m] them all.
[D]
I hear them all, I [E] hear them all, I hear them all.
Key:
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[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
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_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ I hear the crying of the hungry in the deserts where they're wandering.
Hear them [E] crying out for heaven's own [A] _ benevolence upon them.
[D] Hear destructive power prevailing.
I [A] hear fools falsely hailing
to the crooked wits of tyrants when they call.
_ [D]
I hear them all, I [E] hear them all, I [A] hear them all.
_ I hear the [D]
sounds of tearing pages [A] and the roar of burning paper.
[E] All the crimes and _ acquisitions turned to [A] air and ashes and paper.
And the rattle [D] of the shackle [A] far beyond _ emancipators
and the loneliest to gather [F#m] in their _ [D] stalls.
I hear them all, I [E] hear them all, I [A] hear them all.
_ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ So while you sit [D] and whistle, Dixie, with [A] your money and your power,
I [E] can hear the flowers a-growing [A] in the rubble of the towers.
I [D] hear leaders quit their lying, I [A] hear babies quit their crying,
I hear soldiers quit their [E] dying, one [F#m] and all.
[D] _
I hear them all, I [E] hear them all, I [A] hear them all.
_ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ I hear [D] the tender words from Zion, I [A] hear Noah's waterfall.
Hear the [E] gentle Lamb of Judah, sleeping at the feet [A] of Buddha.
And the prophets [D] from Elijah to [A] the old Paiute, Bavaca,
take their places at the table [F#m] when they're called.
_ [D] I hear [A] them all, I hear [E] them all, I [A] hear them all.
_ I hear them all, I hear [E] them all, I hear [F#m] them all.
[D] _
I hear them all, I [E] hear them all, I hear them all. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ I hear the crying of the hungry in the deserts where they're wandering.
Hear them [E] crying out for heaven's own [A] _ benevolence upon them.
[D] Hear destructive power prevailing.
I [A] hear fools falsely hailing
to the crooked wits of tyrants when they call.
_ [D]
I hear them all, I [E] hear them all, I [A] hear them all.
_ I hear the [D]
sounds of tearing pages [A] and the roar of burning paper.
[E] All the crimes and _ acquisitions turned to [A] air and ashes and paper.
And the rattle [D] of the shackle [A] far beyond _ emancipators
and the loneliest to gather [F#m] in their _ [D] stalls.
I hear them all, I [E] hear them all, I [A] hear them all.
_ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ So while you sit [D] and whistle, Dixie, with [A] your money and your power,
I [E] can hear the flowers a-growing [A] in the rubble of the towers.
I [D] hear leaders quit their lying, I [A] hear babies quit their crying,
I hear soldiers quit their [E] dying, one [F#m] and all.
[D] _
I hear them all, I [E] hear them all, I [A] hear them all.
_ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ I hear [D] the tender words from Zion, I [A] hear Noah's waterfall.
Hear the [E] gentle Lamb of Judah, sleeping at the feet [A] of Buddha.
And the prophets [D] from Elijah to [A] the old Paiute, Bavaca,
take their places at the table [F#m] when they're called.
_ [D] I hear [A] them all, I hear [E] them all, I [A] hear them all.
_ I hear them all, I hear [E] them all, I hear [F#m] them all.
[D] _
I hear them all, I [E] hear them all, I hear them all. _ _ _ _ _ _
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