Tom: Am
Am
All night I've wrestled Jacob's angels
And prayed with Matthew, Luke and John
Struggling to find the words
G
To face the task that comes upon the blood red dawn
Am
I've buried men before their time
Of alcohol and blackened lung
But how to bury seven of these
G
Appalachian miner's sons, who stormed the beaches
Wave on wave and sailed home to these rocky graves
Am
And family plots that bared their names
[Chorus]
C G Dm Am
Tomorrow I'll walk up, seven hillsides
C G Dm Am
Tremble before my flock on seven hillsides
F G Am G F
Seven sorrows, seven sons, seven mothers and everyone
Will turn to me for the word of God what does this mean
G
And there I'll stand good book in hand
F
A shepherd to these precious lambs
Dm G Am
What will I say, What will I say, What can I say
[Verse]
Am
To tell the truth I've never thought
Much about the will of God before
Called to preach at seventeen I was in love
G
With fiery words and not much more
Am
The time has come to keep the faith
For others shattered by their loss
Remind them of the loving God whose son like theirs
G
Paid the cost to save a sad and wicked world
Through sacrifice our love is heard
Am
And pray that I believe those words
[Chorus]
C G Dm Am
Tomorrow I'll walk up, seven hillsides
C G Dm Am
Tremble before my flock on seven hillsides
F G Am G F
Seven sorrows, seven sons, seven mothers and everyone
Will turn to me for the word of God what does this mean
G
And there I'll stand good book in hand
F
A shepherd to these precious lambs
Dm G Am
What will I say, What will I say, What can I say
