Tom: G
G C G
I hear the crying of the hungry in the deserts where they're wandering
D C G
HEAR THEM crying out for heaven's own benevolence upon them
C
Hear destructive power prevailing, I hear fools falsely hailing
G D Em C
To the crooked WITS of tyrants when they call
G D G
I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all
[Verse 2]
G C G
I hear the sounds of tearing pages and the roar of burning paper
D C G
All the crimes and acquisition turn to air and ash and vapor
C
And the rattle of the shackle far beyond emancipators
G D Em C
And lowliest who gather in their stalls
G D G
I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all
[Verse 3]
G C G
So while you sit and whistle dixie with your money and your power
D C G
I can hear the flowers a growing in the rubble of the towers
C
I hear leaders quit their lying, I hear babys quit their crying
G D Em C
I hear soldiers quit their dying one and all
G D G
I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all
[Verse 4]
G C G
I hear the tender words from Zion, I hear Noah's waterfall
D C G
Hear the gentle lamb of Juda sleeping at the feet of Buddah
C
And the prophets from Elijah to the old Paiute Wovoka
G D Em C
Take their places at the table when they're called
G D G C
I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all
G D G
I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all
