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\beginsong{Hallelujah}[by=Jeff Buckley]
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\capo{5}
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\gtab{Do}{032010}
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\gtab{Lam}{002210}
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\gtab{Fa}{1:022100}
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\gtab{Sol}{320003}
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\beginverse
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I \[Do]heard there was a \[Lam]secret chord
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That \[Do]David played and it \[Lam]pleased the Lord
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But \[Fa]you don't really \[Sol]care for music, \[Do]do you?\[Sol]
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And it \[Do]goes like this: the \[Fa]fourth, the \[Sol]fifth
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The \[Lam]minor fall and the \[Fa]major \[Sol]lift
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The \[Sol]baffled king com\[Mim]posing Halle\[Lam]lujah
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\endverse
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\beginchorus
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Halle\[Fa]lujah, Halle\[Lam]lujah, Halle\[Fa]lujah, Halle\[Do]lu\[Sol]\[Do]jah\[Sol]
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\endchorus
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\beginverse
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Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
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You saw her bathing on the roof
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Her beauty and the moonlight overthrough ya
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She tied you to her kitchen chair
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She broke your throne and she cut your hair
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And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
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\endverse
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\beginverse
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Well, maybe I've been here before
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I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
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I used to live with Leonard before I knew ya
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I've seen your flag on the marble arch
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But love is not a victory march
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It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
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\endverse
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\beginverse
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There was a time when you let me know
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What's really going on below
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But now you never show that to me do ya
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But remember when I moved in you
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And the holy dove was moving too
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And every breath you drew was Hallelujah
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\endverse
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\beginverse
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And maybe there's a God above
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But all I've ever learned from love
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Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya
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Well it's not a cry that you hear at night
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It's not somebody who's seen the light
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It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
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\endverse
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\endsong
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