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\selectlanguage{english}
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\songcolumns{2}
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\beginsong{Hallelujah}
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[by={Jeff Buckley},cover={grace},album={Grace}]
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\cover
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\capo{5}
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\gtab{C}{X32010}
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\gtab{Am}{X02210}
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\gtab{F}{1:022100}
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\gtab{G}{320003}
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\begin{verse}
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I \[C]heard there was a \[Am]secret chord
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That \[C]David played and it \[Am]pleased the Lord
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But \[F]you don't really \[G]care for music, \[C]do you?\[G]
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And it \[C]goes like this: the \[F]fourth, the \[G]fifth
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The \[Am]minor fall and the \[F]major \[G]lift
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The \[G]baffled king com\[Em]posing Halle\[Am]lujah
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\end{verse}
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\begin{chorus}
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Halle\[F]lujah, Halle\[Am]lujah, Halle\[F]lujah, Halle\[C]lu\[G]\[C]jah\[G]
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\end{chorus}
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\begin{verse}
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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 overthrew 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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\end{verse}
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\begin{verse}
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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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\end{verse}
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\begin{verse}
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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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\end{verse}
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\begin{verse}
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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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\end{verse}
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\endsong
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