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[Intro]
[ Cm ] [ Ab ] [ Cm ] [ F/A ]
[Fm - Eb/G ] [Ddim - G ] [ C ]
[Verse 1]
C+2 F G/B
We rode into town the other day,
C C/E F G
Just me and my daddy.
C F G/B
He said Iâd finally reached the age
C Gm C F C/E
And I could ride next to him on a horse
Dm G/B
That of course was not quite as wide
C/E F G/B C
We heard a crowd of people shouting,
C/E F G/B
And so we stopped to find out why.
C Gm C F C/E
There was that man that my dad said he loved
Dm [Gsus Fm Bb/D]
But today there was fear in his eyes.
[Chorus]
Eb Bb/D
So I said, âDaddy why are they screaming?
Cm Eb/Bb Eb/G
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Ab Eb/G
Why is he dressed in that bright purple robe?
Fm Ab Bb/D
Iâll bet that crown hurts him more than he shows.
Eb Bb/D
Daddy, please, canât you do something?
Cm Eb/G F/A
He looks as though heâs gonna cry.
Fm Eb/G
You said he was stronger than all of those guys.
Ab G/B Cm Eb/Bb
Daddy please tell me why,
Fm Bb Eb [ Dm G ]
Why does everyone want him to die?â
[Verse 2]
(same chords as VERSE 1)
Later that day the sky grew cloudy
And Daddy said I should go inside.
Somehow he knew things could get stormy.
Boy, was he right! But I could not keep from wonderinâ
If there was something he had to hide
So after he left I had to find out.
I was not afraid of getting lost.
So I followed the crowds to a hill where I knew men
had been killed,
And I heard a voice call from the cross
[Chorus 2]
(same chords except where noted)
And he said, âFather why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why are they casting their lots for my robe?
This crown of thorns hurts me more than it shows.
Father, please, canât You do something?
I know that You must hear my cry.
I thought I could handle a cross of this size.
Ab G/B Cm Eb/Bb Fm Eb/G F/A
Father remind me why, why does everyone want me to die
C/D Gm F/A G/B [Bb/C Bb/D C/E]
Oh, when will I understand why?
[Chorus 3]
F Em A
My precious Son, I hear them screaming,
Dm F/C
and Iâm watching the face of the enemy beaming.
Bb Dm
But soon I will clothe You in robes of my own.
Gm Bb/D
Jesus, this hurts Me much more than You know.
C/E F Edim
But this dark hour I must do nothing
A7 Dm F/C G
Though Iâve heard Your unbearable cry.
Gm F/A
The powâr in Your blood destroys all of the lies.
Bb Dm
Soon Youâll see past their unmerciful eyes.
Gm Bb/F Edim A7
Look there below, see the child
Dm G7
Trembling by her fatherâs side.
Gm F/A Bb
Now I can tell You why,
Bb/D C7 Dm [Bb] [Dm F/A]
She is why You must die.
[Bb C/E] [D]
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