Chords for Bruce Dickinson Jerusalem (lyrics)

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_ _ _ _ _ _ And did those feet [C] in [D] ancient [C] times walk upon _ [Am] England's [D] mountains green?
Was the Holy Lamb of [C] God on England's [Am] pleasant [D] pastures seen? _
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_ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] And _ _ _ _ _ _ did the _
[C] countenance [Dm] divine [C] shine forth [Am] on our [Dm] clouded hill?
_ Was _ Jerusalem built here [C] in England's [Am] green and [D] pleasant land?
Let it rain, let it rain, _ [C] wash the [Am] scales from [D] my eyes.
Let it rain, let it rain, _ [C] let me see [Am] again.
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_ _ [Dm] Bring me my [C] bow of [Dm] burning gold, [C] bring me my [Am] arrows [Dm] of desire.
I shall not sleep [D] till the clouds unfold, [C] bring me my _ [Am] chariot [D] of fire.
Let it rain, let it _ _ [C] rain, tears of [A] blood fall out [D] of the sky.
Let it rain, let it _ rain, [C] _ wash me [Am] clean [Dm] again.
_ [Bb] _ _ From the _ frozen [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [C] desert sky, _ _ _
_ _ [D] I shall not cease [C] from [Dm] mental flight.
[C] Nor shall my sword [Am] sleep in [Dm] my hand till we have built _ _ Jerusalem [C] in _ England's [Am] green and [Dm] pleasant land.
[D] Let it rain, let it _ _ [C] rain, tears _ [Am] _
[D] of blood fall out of the sky.
Let it rain, [Dm] let it rain, _ _ [C] wash me [Am] clean [D] again.
_ [Bb] _ _ _ See the gleaming spires [C] of the [F] citadel, [C] the fair and [Bb] queen of _ gold. _ _
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_ [D] _ _ [A] And [F] Jerusalem, _ [G] here and [D] back here, [A] in this [F] city of _ [D] empty slumber.
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Jerusalem, [F] _ where [G] the _ [D] [A] Greeks walk into [F] the light.
[A] And the song [Dm]
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_ Here is her secret place, from hence she comes forth on the churches in delight.
Here is her cup, filled with its poisons.
In these horrid veils, and here her scarlet veil [D] woven in pestilence and war.
_ [B] Here is [N] Jerusalem