Chords for Rich Mullins - The Color Green with words
Tempo:
118.2 bpm
Chords used:
Am
C
F
Em
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
And the moon is a sliver of silver, like a shaving [F] that fell on the floor of a carpenter's shop.
[Dm] And every house must have its builder.
[Am] And I awoke in the house of God, [C] where the windows of mornings and evenings
Stretch from the sun, across the sky, north to south.
[Dm] And on my way to early meeting, [C]
I [Am] heard the rocks crying out.
I [G] heard the rocks crying out.
[Bb] We've made for all your tenderness, [F] by these works of your hands.
Tons [D] that rise and [Dm] rain, but fall to bless [Am] and bring to life [E] your land.
[Bb] Look down upon this winter wheat, [F] and be glad that you have made
Blue [Dm] for the sky [Am] and the color [Bb] green.
[F] Fill these fields [A] with praise.
[C]
[Em] [A]
[C] [Em]
[A] [C]
And the wrens have returned, and they're nesting
In the hollow of [C] that oak, where his heart once had been.
[D]
He lifts up his arms in a blessing for [A] being [Am] born again.
[C] And the streams are all swollen with winter.
Winter unfolds, spring will run away now.
[Dm]
And I'm amazed to now [F] remember, who [B] it was that [Am] built this house.
[G] And with the rocks I'll cry out.
[Bb] Be praised for all your tenderness, [F] by these works of your hands.
[Dm] Tons that rise and rain, but [D] fall to bless [Am] and bring to [Em] life your land.
[Bb] Look down upon this winter wheat, [F] and be glad that you have made
Blue [Dm] for the sky [Am] and the color [Bb] green.
[F] [Bb] Be praised for all your tenderness, [F] by these works of your hands.
Tons [Dm] that rise and rain, but fall to [Am] bless and bring to life [Em] your land.
[Bb] Look down upon this winter wheat, [F] and be glad that you have made
[Dm] Blue for the sky [Am] and the color green.
[Bb]
[F] With gold be filled [A] with praise.
[C] [Em] [A] [C]
[Em] [Am]
[C] [Em]
[A] [C]
[Em] [Am]
[C] [Em]
[A] [C]
[Em] [Am]
[C] [Em]
[A] [C]
[Em] [A]
[Am]
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[Bb]
[F] [Am] [A]
[Dm] And every house must have its builder.
[Am] And I awoke in the house of God, [C] where the windows of mornings and evenings
Stretch from the sun, across the sky, north to south.
[Dm] And on my way to early meeting, [C]
I [Am] heard the rocks crying out.
I [G] heard the rocks crying out.
[Bb] We've made for all your tenderness, [F] by these works of your hands.
Tons [D] that rise and [Dm] rain, but fall to bless [Am] and bring to life [E] your land.
[Bb] Look down upon this winter wheat, [F] and be glad that you have made
Blue [Dm] for the sky [Am] and the color [Bb] green.
[F] Fill these fields [A] with praise.
[C]
[Em] [A]
[C] [Em]
[A] [C]
And the wrens have returned, and they're nesting
In the hollow of [C] that oak, where his heart once had been.
[D]
He lifts up his arms in a blessing for [A] being [Am] born again.
[C] And the streams are all swollen with winter.
Winter unfolds, spring will run away now.
[Dm]
And I'm amazed to now [F] remember, who [B] it was that [Am] built this house.
[G] And with the rocks I'll cry out.
[Bb] Be praised for all your tenderness, [F] by these works of your hands.
[Dm] Tons that rise and rain, but [D] fall to bless [Am] and bring to [Em] life your land.
[Bb] Look down upon this winter wheat, [F] and be glad that you have made
Blue [Dm] for the sky [Am] and the color [Bb] green.
[F] [Bb] Be praised for all your tenderness, [F] by these works of your hands.
Tons [Dm] that rise and rain, but fall to [Am] bless and bring to life [Em] your land.
[Bb] Look down upon this winter wheat, [F] and be glad that you have made
[Dm] Blue for the sky [Am] and the color green.
[Bb]
[F] With gold be filled [A] with praise.
[C] [Em] [A] [C]
[Em] [Am]
[C] [Em]
[A] [C]
[Em] [Am]
[C] [Em]
[A] [C]
[Em] [Am]
[C] [Em]
[A] [C]
[Em] [A]
[Am]
[Dm]
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[Am]
[C]
[Bb]
[F] [Am] [A]
Key:
Am
C
F
Em
A
Am
C
F
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And the moon is a sliver of silver, _ _ _ like a shaving [F] that fell on the floor of a carpenter's shop. _ _ _ _
[Dm] And every house must have its builder. _ _ _ _ _
[Am] And I awoke in the house of God, _ _ _ _ [C] where the windows of mornings and evenings
_ _ _ Stretch from the sun, across the sky, north to south. _ _ _
[Dm] And on my way to early meeting, _ [C] _ _ _ _
I [Am] heard the rocks crying out.
I [G] heard the rocks crying out.
[Bb] We've made for all your tenderness, [F] by these works of your hands.
Tons [D] that rise and [Dm] rain, but fall to bless [Am] and bring to life [E] your land.
[Bb] Look down upon this winter wheat, [F] and be glad that you have made
Blue [Dm] for the sky [Am] and the color [Bb] green.
_ _ [F] Fill these fields [A] with praise.
[C] _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ And the wrens have returned, and they're nesting
In _ _ the hollow of [C] that oak, where his _ heart once had been.
_ _ _ [D] _
He lifts up his arms in a blessing for [A] _ _ being [Am] born again. _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] And the streams are all swollen with winter. _
_ Winter _ unfolds, _ spring will run away now.
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _
And I'm amazed to now [F] remember, _ _ who [B] it was that [Am] built this house.
[G] And with the rocks I'll cry out.
[Bb] Be praised for all your tenderness, [F] by these works of your hands.
[Dm] Tons that rise and rain, but [D] fall to bless [Am] and bring to [Em] life your land.
_ [Bb] Look down upon this winter wheat, [F] and be glad that you have made
Blue [Dm] for the sky [Am] and the color [Bb] green. _
[F] _ _ _ [Bb] Be praised for all your tenderness, [F] by these works of your hands.
Tons [Dm] that rise and rain, but fall to [Am] bless and bring to life [Em] your land.
[Bb] Look down upon this winter wheat, [F] and be glad that you have made
[Dm] Blue for the sky [Am] and the color green.
[Bb] _ _
[F] With gold be filled [A] with praise.
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And the moon is a sliver of silver, _ _ _ like a shaving [F] that fell on the floor of a carpenter's shop. _ _ _ _
[Dm] And every house must have its builder. _ _ _ _ _
[Am] And I awoke in the house of God, _ _ _ _ [C] where the windows of mornings and evenings
_ _ _ Stretch from the sun, across the sky, north to south. _ _ _
[Dm] And on my way to early meeting, _ [C] _ _ _ _
I [Am] heard the rocks crying out.
I [G] heard the rocks crying out.
[Bb] We've made for all your tenderness, [F] by these works of your hands.
Tons [D] that rise and [Dm] rain, but fall to bless [Am] and bring to life [E] your land.
[Bb] Look down upon this winter wheat, [F] and be glad that you have made
Blue [Dm] for the sky [Am] and the color [Bb] green.
_ _ [F] Fill these fields [A] with praise.
[C] _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ And the wrens have returned, and they're nesting
In _ _ the hollow of [C] that oak, where his _ heart once had been.
_ _ _ [D] _
He lifts up his arms in a blessing for [A] _ _ being [Am] born again. _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] And the streams are all swollen with winter. _
_ Winter _ unfolds, _ spring will run away now.
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _
And I'm amazed to now [F] remember, _ _ who [B] it was that [Am] built this house.
[G] And with the rocks I'll cry out.
[Bb] Be praised for all your tenderness, [F] by these works of your hands.
[Dm] Tons that rise and rain, but [D] fall to bless [Am] and bring to [Em] life your land.
_ [Bb] Look down upon this winter wheat, [F] and be glad that you have made
Blue [Dm] for the sky [Am] and the color [Bb] green. _
[F] _ _ _ [Bb] Be praised for all your tenderness, [F] by these works of your hands.
Tons [Dm] that rise and rain, but fall to [Am] bless and bring to life [Em] your land.
[Bb] Look down upon this winter wheat, [F] and be glad that you have made
[Dm] Blue for the sky [Am] and the color green.
[Bb] _ _
[F] With gold be filled [A] with praise.
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