Chords for torah
Tempo:
147 bpm
Chords used:
Fm
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C
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Fm] [C]
[Fm]
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I [Fm] was made [Bbm] way [Cm] back in [Db] 1842 [Eb] [Db] by [Fm]
a humble [Bbm] [Eb] man, a real God [Ab]-fearing Jew, [Bb] [Eb] [C]
[Fm] who did [C] his work [Fm] with
honesty,
[Bbm] kneeling and [Fm] with pride.
[Db] He was known in [C] Kiev as Yankolov [Fm] the scribe.
[C]
[Fm] With [Bbm] loving [Cm] care, his hand so [Db] sure and [Eb] still, [Db]
[Fm] he [Bbm] formed me with [Eb] some parchment, ink [Ab] and quill.
[Bb] [C]
[Fm] Each day he'd slowly add to me [Bbm] just a few more [Fm] lines, [Db] with words to [C] last till the [Fm] end of time.
And on the day [Bbm] that [Fm] I was [Bbm] finally complete, [Fm] [Bbm]
[Fm] the whole [Bbm] town [Fm] came and [Ebm] filled the [Bbm] narrow [Fm] street.
[Gm]
[Bbm] And they sang and danced and held me high [Fm] and [Eb] carried [Db] me away to the little wooden [C] shul
where [Fm] I would stay.
And as the [Bbm] rabbi held [Fm] me [Bbm] close against [Fm] his [Bbm] chest, [Fm]
he spoke [Bbm] out [Fm] loud and clear [Bbm] to all the [Db] rest.
[Eb] [Bbm] He said, no matter if you're very young [Fm] or [Cm] even [Db] if you're old, live by the words you'll
[C] find inside [Fm] this scroll.
[Cm]
[Fm] [Eb]
[Fm] Three [Bbm] days a week [C] they read [Fm] from [Db] me out [Ab] loud.
[Db]
[Fm] It [Bbm] filled my [Eb] soul with joy, it [Ab] made me proud.
[Bb]
[Fm] They followed each and every verse [Bbm] with fire in [Fm] their eyes, [Db] the words that told [C] them how
to live [Db] their lives.
[Fm] [C] I [Fm] watched [Bbm] the [Cm] generations [Db] come and go.
[Eb] [Db]
[Fm] I saw [Bbm] the old [Eb] men die, the [Ab] children grow.
[Bb] [C]
[Fm] But never [C] in [Fm] a century [Bbm] did I miss my [Fm] turn once, [Db] or the fathers, they had [C] left me [Fm] with their sons.
But the hatred from the West came to Kiev, [Bbm] [Fm] and they [Bbm] rounded [Fm] up the Jews [Db] who had not fled.
[Gm] But Moshe [Bbm] Levesh Hames, [Fm] he was [Cm] brave [Db] and he was bold.
He hid me [C] in his cellar, [Fm] dark and cold.
And for years [Bbm] and [Fm] years I waited [Bbm] all alone for [Fm] the people of my town to take [Bbm] me [Fm] home.
[Eb] [Bbm] And they'd sing and dance and hold me high [Fm] when they [Cm] carried [Db] me away to my little [C] wooden
shul where [Fm] I would stay.
[Eb] But [Fm]
[Cm] [Fm] it was [G] someone else who [C] found my [Fm] hiding [Db] [Eb] place, [Db] and [Fm] to [Bbm] America [Eb] he sent me [Ab] in a crate.
[Bb] [C] [Fm] And the [C] men who [Fm] took me off the boat, [Bbm] they said I [Fm] was a prize.
[Db] But they were [Cm] Jews I did not [Fm] recognize.
[C] [Fm] And in a case [Bbm] of [Fm] glass they put me on [Db] display, [Ab]
[Db] [Fm] where [Bbm] visitors [Eb] would look at me [Ab] and say,
[Bb] [Fm] how very nice, how beautiful, [Bbm] a stunning work [Fm] of art.
[Db] But they knew not [C] what was inside [Fm] [Ab] my [Fm] heart.
And across [Bbm] the room [Fm] I saw [G] upon [Fm] the shelf some old [Bbm] friends of [Fm] mine who live [Bbm] back in Kiev.
[Fm]
[G] [Bbm] A silver pair of candlesticks, [Fm] a [Eb] menorah [Db] made of brass, we'd all [C] become mere echoes [Fm] of the past.
So if you hear my voice, why don't you come along and take me to the [Bbm] place where I belong.
[Fm]
[Gm] [Bbm] And maybe even sing and [Fm] dance when you [Cm] carry me [Db]
away to some little [C] wooden shul where [Fm] I could stay.
And as the [Bbm] rabbi [Fm] holds me [Bbm] close against [Fm] his chest, he'll speak [Bbm] out [Fm] loud and [Bbm] clear to all the [Db] rest.
[G] He'll [Bbm] say no matter if you're very young [Fm] or [Cm] even if [Db] you're old,
live by the words [C] you'll find inside [Db] this scroll.
Live by the [C] words you'll find inside my [F]
[Cm] soul.
[F] [Cm] [Fm]
[G] [Fm] [Eb]
[F] [Cm]
[F]
[Cm] [Fm]
[Cm] [Eb]
[F] [Cm]
[Fm]
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[Fm] [Cm] [Eb]
[Fm]
[Fm]
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[F] [Cm]
[Fm]
[Cm]
[Fm] [C]
[Fm]
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I [Fm] was made [Bbm] way [Cm] back in [Db] 1842 [Eb] [Db] by [Fm]
a humble [Bbm] [Eb] man, a real God [Ab]-fearing Jew, [Bb] [Eb] [C]
[Fm] who did [C] his work [Fm] with
honesty,
[Bbm] kneeling and [Fm] with pride.
[Db] He was known in [C] Kiev as Yankolov [Fm] the scribe.
[C]
[Fm] With [Bbm] loving [Cm] care, his hand so [Db] sure and [Eb] still, [Db]
[Fm] he [Bbm] formed me with [Eb] some parchment, ink [Ab] and quill.
[Bb] [C]
[Fm] Each day he'd slowly add to me [Bbm] just a few more [Fm] lines, [Db] with words to [C] last till the [Fm] end of time.
And on the day [Bbm] that [Fm] I was [Bbm] finally complete, [Fm] [Bbm]
[Fm] the whole [Bbm] town [Fm] came and [Ebm] filled the [Bbm] narrow [Fm] street.
[Gm]
[Bbm] And they sang and danced and held me high [Fm] and [Eb] carried [Db] me away to the little wooden [C] shul
where [Fm] I would stay.
And as the [Bbm] rabbi held [Fm] me [Bbm] close against [Fm] his [Bbm] chest, [Fm]
he spoke [Bbm] out [Fm] loud and clear [Bbm] to all the [Db] rest.
[Eb] [Bbm] He said, no matter if you're very young [Fm] or [Cm] even [Db] if you're old, live by the words you'll
[C] find inside [Fm] this scroll.
[Cm]
[Fm] [Eb]
[Fm] Three [Bbm] days a week [C] they read [Fm] from [Db] me out [Ab] loud.
[Db]
[Fm] It [Bbm] filled my [Eb] soul with joy, it [Ab] made me proud.
[Bb]
[Fm] They followed each and every verse [Bbm] with fire in [Fm] their eyes, [Db] the words that told [C] them how
to live [Db] their lives.
[Fm] [C] I [Fm] watched [Bbm] the [Cm] generations [Db] come and go.
[Eb] [Db]
[Fm] I saw [Bbm] the old [Eb] men die, the [Ab] children grow.
[Bb] [C]
[Fm] But never [C] in [Fm] a century [Bbm] did I miss my [Fm] turn once, [Db] or the fathers, they had [C] left me [Fm] with their sons.
But the hatred from the West came to Kiev, [Bbm] [Fm] and they [Bbm] rounded [Fm] up the Jews [Db] who had not fled.
[Gm] But Moshe [Bbm] Levesh Hames, [Fm] he was [Cm] brave [Db] and he was bold.
He hid me [C] in his cellar, [Fm] dark and cold.
And for years [Bbm] and [Fm] years I waited [Bbm] all alone for [Fm] the people of my town to take [Bbm] me [Fm] home.
[Eb] [Bbm] And they'd sing and dance and hold me high [Fm] when they [Cm] carried [Db] me away to my little [C] wooden
shul where [Fm] I would stay.
[Eb] But [Fm]
[Cm] [Fm] it was [G] someone else who [C] found my [Fm] hiding [Db] [Eb] place, [Db] and [Fm] to [Bbm] America [Eb] he sent me [Ab] in a crate.
[Bb] [C] [Fm] And the [C] men who [Fm] took me off the boat, [Bbm] they said I [Fm] was a prize.
[Db] But they were [Cm] Jews I did not [Fm] recognize.
[C] [Fm] And in a case [Bbm] of [Fm] glass they put me on [Db] display, [Ab]
[Db] [Fm] where [Bbm] visitors [Eb] would look at me [Ab] and say,
[Bb] [Fm] how very nice, how beautiful, [Bbm] a stunning work [Fm] of art.
[Db] But they knew not [C] what was inside [Fm] [Ab] my [Fm] heart.
And across [Bbm] the room [Fm] I saw [G] upon [Fm] the shelf some old [Bbm] friends of [Fm] mine who live [Bbm] back in Kiev.
[Fm]
[G] [Bbm] A silver pair of candlesticks, [Fm] a [Eb] menorah [Db] made of brass, we'd all [C] become mere echoes [Fm] of the past.
So if you hear my voice, why don't you come along and take me to the [Bbm] place where I belong.
[Fm]
[Gm] [Bbm] And maybe even sing and [Fm] dance when you [Cm] carry me [Db]
away to some little [C] wooden shul where [Fm] I could stay.
And as the [Bbm] rabbi [Fm] holds me [Bbm] close against [Fm] his chest, he'll speak [Bbm] out [Fm] loud and [Bbm] clear to all the [Db] rest.
[G] He'll [Bbm] say no matter if you're very young [Fm] or [Cm] even if [Db] you're old,
live by the words [C] you'll find inside [Db] this scroll.
Live by the [C] words you'll find inside my [F]
[Cm] soul.
[F] [Cm] [Fm]
[G] [Fm] [Eb]
[F] [Cm]
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[Cm] [Fm]
[Cm] [Eb]
[F] [Cm]
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[Fm] [Cm] [Eb]
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_ _ _ I [Fm] was made [Bbm] way [Cm] back in _ _ [Db] 1842 [Eb] _ _ _ [Db] by _ _ [Fm]
a humble [Bbm] [Eb] man, a real God [Ab]-fearing Jew, _ [Bb] _ [Eb] _ [C] _ _
[Fm] who did [C] his work [Fm] with
honesty, _
[Bbm] _ kneeling and [Fm] with pride.
[Db] He was known in [C] Kiev as _ Yankolov [Fm] the _ _ scribe.
_ [C] _ _
[Fm] With [Bbm] loving [Cm] care, his hand so [Db] sure and [Eb] still, _ _ _ [Db] _
[Fm] he [Bbm] formed me with [Eb] some parchment, ink [Ab] and quill.
_ [Bb] _ _ [C] _
[Fm] Each day he'd slowly add to me _ [Bbm] just a few more [Fm] lines, _ [Db] with words to [C] last till the [Fm] end of time. _ _ _
And on the day [Bbm] that [Fm] I was [Bbm] finally _ _ complete, [Fm] _ _ [Bbm] _
[Fm] the whole [Bbm] town [Fm] came and [Ebm] filled the [Bbm] narrow [Fm] street.
_ _ _ [Gm] _
[Bbm] And they sang and danced and held me high [Fm] and [Eb] carried [Db] me away to the little wooden [C] shul
where [Fm] I would stay. _ _ _ _
And as the [Bbm] rabbi held [Fm] me [Bbm] close against [Fm] his [Bbm] chest, _ _ _ _ [Fm]
he spoke [Bbm] out [Fm] loud and clear [Bbm] to all the [Db] _ rest.
_ _ [Eb] [Bbm] He said, no matter if you're very young [Fm] or [Cm] even [Db] if you're old, live by the words you'll
[C] find inside [Fm] this scroll.
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
[Fm] Three [Bbm] days a week [C] they read [Fm] from [Db] me out _ [Ab] loud.
_ _ [Db] _ _
[Fm] It [Bbm] filled my [Eb] soul with joy, it [Ab] made me _ proud.
[Bb] _ _ _
[Fm] They followed each and every verse [Bbm] with fire in [Fm] their eyes, [Db] the words that told [C] them how
to live [Db] their lives.
_ [Fm] _ [C] _ I [Fm] watched [Bbm] the _ [Cm] generations _ [Db] come and go.
[Eb] _ _ _ [Db] _
[Fm] I saw [Bbm] the old [Eb] men die, the [Ab] children grow.
_ [Bb] _ _ [C] _
[Fm] But never [C] in [Fm] a century _ [Bbm] did I miss my [Fm] turn once, _ [Db] or the fathers, they had [C] left me [Fm] with their sons.
_ _ _ But the hatred from the West came to Kiev, _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ and they [Bbm] rounded [Fm] up the Jews [Db] who had not fled.
_ _ [Gm] _ _ But Moshe [Bbm] Levesh Hames, [Fm] he was [Cm] brave [Db] and he was bold.
He hid me [C] in his cellar, [Fm] dark and _ cold.
_ _ And for years [Bbm] and [Fm] years I waited [Bbm] _ all alone _ _ for [Fm] the people of my town to take [Bbm] me [Fm] home.
_ _ _ [Eb] _ [Bbm] And they'd sing and dance and hold me high [Fm] when they [Cm] carried [Db] me away to my little [C] wooden
shul where [Fm] I would stay.
[Eb] _ _ But [Fm] _ _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ [Fm] it was [G] someone else who [C] found my [Fm] hiding [Db] _ [Eb] place, _ _ _ [Db] and [Fm] to [Bbm] America [Eb] he sent me [Ab] in a crate.
_ [Bb] _ [C] _ _ [Fm] And the [C] men who [Fm] took me off the boat, [Bbm] they said I [Fm] was a prize.
_ [Db] But they were [Cm] Jews I did not [Fm] _ recognize. _
_ _ [C] _ [Fm] And in a case [Bbm] of [Fm] glass they put me on [Db] display, [Ab] _
_ _ [Db] _ _ [Fm] where [Bbm] visitors [Eb] would look at me [Ab] and say,
[Bb] _ _ [Fm] _ _ how very nice, how beautiful, _ [Bbm] a stunning work [Fm] of art.
_ [Db] But they knew not [C] what was inside [Fm] [Ab] my _ [Fm] heart.
_ _ And across [Bbm] the room [Fm] I saw [G] upon [Fm] the shelf _ _ _ _ _ some old [Bbm] friends of [Fm] mine who live [Bbm] back in Kiev.
[Fm] _ _
_ [G] _ _ [Bbm] A silver pair of candlesticks, [Fm] a [Eb] menorah [Db] made of brass, _ we'd all [C] become mere echoes [Fm] of the past.
So _ if you hear my voice, why don't you come _ along _ _ and _ take me to the [Bbm] place where I belong.
[Fm] _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ [Bbm] And maybe even sing and [Fm] dance when you [Cm] carry me [Db]
away to some little [C] wooden shul where [Fm] I could stay. _ _ _
_ And as the [Bbm] rabbi [Fm] holds me [Bbm] close against [Fm] his chest, _ _ _ _ _ he'll speak [Bbm] out [Fm] loud and [Bbm] clear to all the [Db] rest. _ _ _
[G] He'll [Bbm] say no matter if you're very young [Fm] or [Cm] even if [Db] you're old,
live by the words [C] you'll find inside [Db] this scroll. _ _ _
_ _ Live by the [C] words you'll find inside _ my [F] _
[Cm] soul. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I [Fm] was made [Bbm] way [Cm] back in _ _ [Db] 1842 [Eb] _ _ _ [Db] by _ _ [Fm]
a humble [Bbm] [Eb] man, a real God [Ab]-fearing Jew, _ [Bb] _ [Eb] _ [C] _ _
[Fm] who did [C] his work [Fm] with
honesty, _
[Bbm] _ kneeling and [Fm] with pride.
[Db] He was known in [C] Kiev as _ Yankolov [Fm] the _ _ scribe.
_ [C] _ _
[Fm] With [Bbm] loving [Cm] care, his hand so [Db] sure and [Eb] still, _ _ _ [Db] _
[Fm] he [Bbm] formed me with [Eb] some parchment, ink [Ab] and quill.
_ [Bb] _ _ [C] _
[Fm] Each day he'd slowly add to me _ [Bbm] just a few more [Fm] lines, _ [Db] with words to [C] last till the [Fm] end of time. _ _ _
And on the day [Bbm] that [Fm] I was [Bbm] finally _ _ complete, [Fm] _ _ [Bbm] _
[Fm] the whole [Bbm] town [Fm] came and [Ebm] filled the [Bbm] narrow [Fm] street.
_ _ _ [Gm] _
[Bbm] And they sang and danced and held me high [Fm] and [Eb] carried [Db] me away to the little wooden [C] shul
where [Fm] I would stay. _ _ _ _
And as the [Bbm] rabbi held [Fm] me [Bbm] close against [Fm] his [Bbm] chest, _ _ _ _ [Fm]
he spoke [Bbm] out [Fm] loud and clear [Bbm] to all the [Db] _ rest.
_ _ [Eb] [Bbm] He said, no matter if you're very young [Fm] or [Cm] even [Db] if you're old, live by the words you'll
[C] find inside [Fm] this scroll.
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
[Fm] Three [Bbm] days a week [C] they read [Fm] from [Db] me out _ [Ab] loud.
_ _ [Db] _ _
[Fm] It [Bbm] filled my [Eb] soul with joy, it [Ab] made me _ proud.
[Bb] _ _ _
[Fm] They followed each and every verse [Bbm] with fire in [Fm] their eyes, [Db] the words that told [C] them how
to live [Db] their lives.
_ [Fm] _ [C] _ I [Fm] watched [Bbm] the _ [Cm] generations _ [Db] come and go.
[Eb] _ _ _ [Db] _
[Fm] I saw [Bbm] the old [Eb] men die, the [Ab] children grow.
_ [Bb] _ _ [C] _
[Fm] But never [C] in [Fm] a century _ [Bbm] did I miss my [Fm] turn once, _ [Db] or the fathers, they had [C] left me [Fm] with their sons.
_ _ _ But the hatred from the West came to Kiev, _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ and they [Bbm] rounded [Fm] up the Jews [Db] who had not fled.
_ _ [Gm] _ _ But Moshe [Bbm] Levesh Hames, [Fm] he was [Cm] brave [Db] and he was bold.
He hid me [C] in his cellar, [Fm] dark and _ cold.
_ _ And for years [Bbm] and [Fm] years I waited [Bbm] _ all alone _ _ for [Fm] the people of my town to take [Bbm] me [Fm] home.
_ _ _ [Eb] _ [Bbm] And they'd sing and dance and hold me high [Fm] when they [Cm] carried [Db] me away to my little [C] wooden
shul where [Fm] I would stay.
[Eb] _ _ But [Fm] _ _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ [Fm] it was [G] someone else who [C] found my [Fm] hiding [Db] _ [Eb] place, _ _ _ [Db] and [Fm] to [Bbm] America [Eb] he sent me [Ab] in a crate.
_ [Bb] _ [C] _ _ [Fm] And the [C] men who [Fm] took me off the boat, [Bbm] they said I [Fm] was a prize.
_ [Db] But they were [Cm] Jews I did not [Fm] _ recognize. _
_ _ [C] _ [Fm] And in a case [Bbm] of [Fm] glass they put me on [Db] display, [Ab] _
_ _ [Db] _ _ [Fm] where [Bbm] visitors [Eb] would look at me [Ab] and say,
[Bb] _ _ [Fm] _ _ how very nice, how beautiful, _ [Bbm] a stunning work [Fm] of art.
_ [Db] But they knew not [C] what was inside [Fm] [Ab] my _ [Fm] heart.
_ _ And across [Bbm] the room [Fm] I saw [G] upon [Fm] the shelf _ _ _ _ _ some old [Bbm] friends of [Fm] mine who live [Bbm] back in Kiev.
[Fm] _ _
_ [G] _ _ [Bbm] A silver pair of candlesticks, [Fm] a [Eb] menorah [Db] made of brass, _ we'd all [C] become mere echoes [Fm] of the past.
So _ if you hear my voice, why don't you come _ along _ _ and _ take me to the [Bbm] place where I belong.
[Fm] _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ [Bbm] And maybe even sing and [Fm] dance when you [Cm] carry me [Db]
away to some little [C] wooden shul where [Fm] I could stay. _ _ _
_ And as the [Bbm] rabbi [Fm] holds me [Bbm] close against [Fm] his chest, _ _ _ _ _ he'll speak [Bbm] out [Fm] loud and [Bbm] clear to all the [Db] rest. _ _ _
[G] He'll [Bbm] say no matter if you're very young [Fm] or [Cm] even if [Db] you're old,
live by the words [C] you'll find inside [Db] this scroll. _ _ _
_ _ Live by the [C] words you'll find inside _ my [F] _
[Cm] soul. _ _ _ _ _ _
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