Love is but the song we sing, and fear’s the way we (G)die.

You can make the moun tains ring, or make fear all in the an gels (G)cry.

Know the dove is on the wing, sun both you know and you need not ing know on (G)why.

C’ mon peo ple now, smile on your broth er.

Let’s get to geth er, try and (D)love one an (E)oth er, right (A)now.

Some will come and some will go, and we shall sure ly (G)pass.

When the one who left us here, re turns fear all in for us at (G)last;

we are but a mo ment’s wing, sun both you know light, it’s at fad ing com on (G)the

C’ mon peo ple now, smile on your broth er.

Let’s get to geth er, try and (D)love one an (E)oth er, right (A)now.

(D)Right (A)now!

(D)Right (A)now!