He’s got a (C)bro ken voice

and a (Dm7)twist ed smile.

Guess he’s (C)been that way now for (Dm7)quite a while.

Got (C)blood on his shoes and (Dm7)mud on his brim.

Did he (C)do it to him self, or was it (Dm7)done to him?

Now (C)peo ple say that he (Dm7)don’t look well,

but all he needs,

from what I can tell,

is (C)some one to were help wash a (Dm7)way all the pain from his (C)the pur ple hands be fore it (Dm7)gets too (F)late.

I saw him stand a lone un der a (Dm7)bro ken street (F)light,

so sin cere, sing in’ (Dm7)“Si lent Night.”

But the (C)trees, one they were full, and the (Dm7)grass all was green.

It was (C)the sweet est thing I fore have (Dm7)ev er (F)seen.

I saw him stand a lone un der a (Dm7)bro ken street (F)light,

so sin cere, sing in’ (Dm7)“Si lent Night.”

But the

(C)He may

move slow,

but (C)that don’t mean he’s (G)go in’ no where.

(C)He may

be mov in’ (Dm7)slow,

but (C)that don’t mean he’s (G)go in’ (Dm7)no

(C)where.