The Orphan

(Am)May be I push when I’m (G)meant to be still, (F)may be I take it all (Dm)too per (C)son al.

Je sus, (G)how to rec on cile?

The (Am)joy ful noise, the an cient land, the tug from some in vis (Dm)i ble hand,

the (Am)dy ing moth er (G)weav ing bul rush es

a long the Nile.

(C)Float

her

(G)bas ket o ver the sea.

Here on a (F)bar ren shore

we’ll be (G)wait ing for

a (C)tail wind to car ry her or phan’s cry.

Don’t you (F)wor ry, child,

I wrote a (G)lull a by.

I (Am)try to set tle, but I just pass through.

A rain dog, a gyp sy, a wan (C)d’ring Jew.

All those homes

were not ours.

Then I (Am)slept one night in A (G)bra ham’s field and (F)dreamt there was no moon the night he died

count ing stars.

Se lah.

Build ing you a home,

build ing you a home,

build ing you a home,

we’re build ing you a home.

Se lah.

So (C)float her

(G)bas ket o ver the sea.

Here on a (F)bar ren shore

we’ll be (G)wait ing for

a (C)tail wind to car ry an or phan’s cry.

Don’t you (F)wor ry, child,

I’m gon I na sing wrote a (G)lull a by.

(C)Float her

(G)bas ket o ver the sea.

Here on a (F)bar ren shore

we’ll be (G)wait ing for

a (C)tail wind to bring us an your sweet cry.

Don’t you (F)wor ry, child,

I’m gon I na sing you a (G)lull a by.