Chords for Burning Times - Christy Moore - with lyrics

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[Am] In the cool [A] of the evening, they used to gather, [G] meet the stars in the meadow or [D] circle near
an old oak [A] tree.
_ At the times appointed _ by the [G] seasons of the earth [Dm] and the phases of the [A] moon, _ [Am] _ in the center
[A] often stood a one, [G] _ equal with the others, [Dm] respected for her [A] work.
_ _ [Am] One of the many we call the witches, [G] the healers, the teachers, [Dm] is the wisdom of the [Am] air. _
[C] And the people [G] grew [C] in the [A] knowledge she gave [G] them, herbs to heal their bodies, smells to
[Bm] make their [Am] spirits whole.
_ _ _ [C] Hear [G] them chanting, [Am] healing _ incantations, [G] calling for the wise ones, celebrating [A] in
tongues and songs.
Isis is not the god, they need their godly.
_ Isis is not the god, they need their godly.
_ _ _ _ They _ were those who came to power through domination.
[G] They were bonded in their [D] worship of a dead man on [Am] a cross. _
_ _ They sought control [A] of the common people [G] by demanding allegiance [Dm] to the Church [A] of Rome.
_ When [C] the Pope, [G] he commenced [Am] the [A] _ Inquisition, [G] there's a war against the women whose [D] powers [A] they feel.
In [C] this _
[G] holocaust, [Am] in this age of evil, [G] nine million [D] European women [A] they died.
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_ _ _ [C] And the [G] tale is told [Am] of those who by the hundreds, [G] holding hands together, [D] chose their deaths
in [Am] the sea.
_ [A] _ While chanting the phrases of the mother goddess, [G] a refusal of betrayal, women were dying to [A] free.
Isis is not the god, they need their godly.
_ Isis is not the [Am] god, they need [A] their godly.
_ [Am] _ Now [C] the earth [G] is a witch, [Am] and we still burn her, [G]
stripping her down with mining and the
[D] poison of [A] fools.
[C] Still to us the [G] earth is a healer, [A] a teacher and a mother, [G] a weaver of a web of light that
keeps us [A] all alive.
_ [C] She gives [G] us the vision [A] to see through the chaos, [G] she gives us the courage, it is our
will [Am] to survive. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ We need their godly in our lives. _ _ _ _ _ _
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