By the riv ers of Bab y lon

where He sat down

and there He (D)wept

when He re mem bers (G)Zi on.

’Cause the wick ed car ried us a way, cap tiv i ty,

re (C)qui red from us a song.

How can we sing King of our song in a (D)strange

land?

’Cause the wick ed car ried us a way, cap tiv i ty, re (C)qui red from us a song.

How can we sing King of our song in a (D)strange

land?

Sing it out loud.

(Ah.)

Sing a song of free dom, broth er.

(Ah.)

Sing a song of free dom, bro broth er.

Oh,

la la.

(Ah ah ah (G)ah.) Mm.

(Ah.)

We gon na sing and shout it.

(Ah.)

We gon na jump for joy.

Yeah yeah yeah.

Shout the song of free dom now.

(Ah ah ah (G)ah.) Whoa whoa whoa.

So let the (G)words

of our (D)mouth and the med i (G)ta tion of our (D)heart be ac (G)cept a ble in Thy (D)sight, oh, for (G)right.

So let the (G)words of our (D)mouth and the med i (G)ta tion of our (D)heart be ac (G)cept a ble in Thy (D)sight, oh, for (G)right.

So let the (G)right.

Sing it out loud.

(Ah.)

We got to sing it to geth er.

(Ah.)

Ev ’ry one of us.

(Ah ah ah (D)ah.) La la la la la la la.

(Ah ah ah (G)ah.) Whoa whoa whoa.

(Ah.)

(Ah.)