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