The Christmas Guest Chords by Grandpa Jones
Tempo:
125.7 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
G
A
Em
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[A] [Dm]
[D] [G]
[C]
[D] It happened one day near [Dm] December's end, two neighbors [Em] called on an old-time friend, and
they found his [A] shop so meager and mean, made gay with a thousand [Dm] vows of green.
And [G] Conrad was sitting with face [Em] ashine when he suddenly [A] stopped as he stitched a [Dm] twine
and he said,
Old friends, at dawn today [D] when the cock was crowing the night [G] away, the Lord [C] appeared
in a dream to me and said, I am coming [D] your guest to be.
[Dm] So I've been busy [Em] with feet astir, strewing my shop with branches of fir.
[A] The table is spread and the kittles is shined, and over [Dm] the rafters the holly is [G] climbed.
And now I'll wait for [Em] my Lord to appear and [A] listen closely, so I will [Dm] hear His step as
He [G] nears my humble place, [C] and I open the door and look on His face.
[Dm] So his [A] friends went home [Dm] and left Conrad alone, [C] for this was the happiest [C#] day he had known,
[Dm] for long since his family [G] had passed away, [C] and Conrad had spent many a sad Christmas day.
[B] But he knew with [E] the Lord as his Christmas [Am] guest, this Christmas would be the dearest
and best, [D] so he listened with only joy in his heart, and with every [Dm] sound he [G] would rise
with a start and look for the Lord [C] to be at his door, like the vision he had a few [Dm] hours before.
So he ran to the window after [Em] hearing a sound, but all he could see on the snow-covered [A] ground
was a shabby beggar whose shoes were [Dm] torn and all of his [G] clothes were ragged and worn.
[Em] But [A] Conrad was touched, and he went [Dm] to the door and he said, [G] Your feet must be frozen [C] and sore.
I have some shoes in my shop for you, and a coat that will keep you warmer, too.
[Dm] So with grateful heart the man went away, [Em] but Conrad noticed the time of day, [A] and he
wondered what made the Lord so late and how [Dm] much longer he'd have to wait.
[G] When he heard a knock, [Em] he ran to the door, [A] but it was only a stranger once [Dm] more, a bent
old lady with a shawl of black [D] with a bundle of kindling [G] piled on her back.
[C] She asked for only a place to rest, [Dm] but that was reserved for Conrad's great guest.
[Em] But her voice seemed to plead, Don't send me [A] away.
Let me rest for a while on Christmas Day.
[Dm] So Conrad brewed [G] her a steaming cup and [Em] told her to sit at the table and [A] sun.
But after [Dm] she left, he was filled with [G] dismay, for he saw that the [C] hours were slipping away
and the Lord hadn't come as he [F] said he would, [A] and [Dm] Conrad felt sure he had [C] misunderstood.
[C#]
When out of the stillness he [Dm] heard a cry, Please [G] help me and tell me where am I.
[C] So again he opened his friendly door and stood [B] disappointed as twice [E] before.
It [Am] was only a child who had wandered [Am] away and was lost from [D] her family on Christmas [D] Day.
[Dm] Again Conrad's heart [G] was heavy and sad, but he knew he should make [C] the little girl glad,
so he called her in and wiped her [Dm] tears and quieted all her childish fears.
Then he [Em] led her back to her home once more.
[A] But as he entered his own darkened door, he knew that the [Dm] Lord was not coming today, [G] for
the hours of Christmas [Em] had passed away.
[A] So he went to his room [Dm] and knelt down to pray, [G] and he said, [C] Dear Lord, why did you delay?
What kept you from coming to call on me?
For I wanted [Dm] so much your face to see.
When soft [Em] in the silence a voice he heard, Lift up your head, for [A] I kept my word.
Three times my shadow [Dm] crossed your floor, Three [G] times I came to [Em] your lowly door,
For I [A] was the beggar with [Dm] bruised cold feet, I was the woman you gave something [D] to eat,
And I was the [G] child on the homeless [C] street.
Three times I knocked, three times [Dm] I came in, And each time I found [Em] the warmth of a friend.
Of all the gifts, [A] love is the best.
I was honored [Dm] to be your Christmas [G] guest.
[Em] [A] [Dm]
[F] [C]
[D]
[D] [G]
[C]
[D] It happened one day near [Dm] December's end, two neighbors [Em] called on an old-time friend, and
they found his [A] shop so meager and mean, made gay with a thousand [Dm] vows of green.
And [G] Conrad was sitting with face [Em] ashine when he suddenly [A] stopped as he stitched a [Dm] twine
and he said,
Old friends, at dawn today [D] when the cock was crowing the night [G] away, the Lord [C] appeared
in a dream to me and said, I am coming [D] your guest to be.
[Dm] So I've been busy [Em] with feet astir, strewing my shop with branches of fir.
[A] The table is spread and the kittles is shined, and over [Dm] the rafters the holly is [G] climbed.
And now I'll wait for [Em] my Lord to appear and [A] listen closely, so I will [Dm] hear His step as
He [G] nears my humble place, [C] and I open the door and look on His face.
[Dm] So his [A] friends went home [Dm] and left Conrad alone, [C] for this was the happiest [C#] day he had known,
[Dm] for long since his family [G] had passed away, [C] and Conrad had spent many a sad Christmas day.
[B] But he knew with [E] the Lord as his Christmas [Am] guest, this Christmas would be the dearest
and best, [D] so he listened with only joy in his heart, and with every [Dm] sound he [G] would rise
with a start and look for the Lord [C] to be at his door, like the vision he had a few [Dm] hours before.
So he ran to the window after [Em] hearing a sound, but all he could see on the snow-covered [A] ground
was a shabby beggar whose shoes were [Dm] torn and all of his [G] clothes were ragged and worn.
[Em] But [A] Conrad was touched, and he went [Dm] to the door and he said, [G] Your feet must be frozen [C] and sore.
I have some shoes in my shop for you, and a coat that will keep you warmer, too.
[Dm] So with grateful heart the man went away, [Em] but Conrad noticed the time of day, [A] and he
wondered what made the Lord so late and how [Dm] much longer he'd have to wait.
[G] When he heard a knock, [Em] he ran to the door, [A] but it was only a stranger once [Dm] more, a bent
old lady with a shawl of black [D] with a bundle of kindling [G] piled on her back.
[C] She asked for only a place to rest, [Dm] but that was reserved for Conrad's great guest.
[Em] But her voice seemed to plead, Don't send me [A] away.
Let me rest for a while on Christmas Day.
[Dm] So Conrad brewed [G] her a steaming cup and [Em] told her to sit at the table and [A] sun.
But after [Dm] she left, he was filled with [G] dismay, for he saw that the [C] hours were slipping away
and the Lord hadn't come as he [F] said he would, [A] and [Dm] Conrad felt sure he had [C] misunderstood.
[C#]
When out of the stillness he [Dm] heard a cry, Please [G] help me and tell me where am I.
[C] So again he opened his friendly door and stood [B] disappointed as twice [E] before.
It [Am] was only a child who had wandered [Am] away and was lost from [D] her family on Christmas [D] Day.
[Dm] Again Conrad's heart [G] was heavy and sad, but he knew he should make [C] the little girl glad,
so he called her in and wiped her [Dm] tears and quieted all her childish fears.
Then he [Em] led her back to her home once more.
[A] But as he entered his own darkened door, he knew that the [Dm] Lord was not coming today, [G] for
the hours of Christmas [Em] had passed away.
[A] So he went to his room [Dm] and knelt down to pray, [G] and he said, [C] Dear Lord, why did you delay?
What kept you from coming to call on me?
For I wanted [Dm] so much your face to see.
When soft [Em] in the silence a voice he heard, Lift up your head, for [A] I kept my word.
Three times my shadow [Dm] crossed your floor, Three [G] times I came to [Em] your lowly door,
For I [A] was the beggar with [Dm] bruised cold feet, I was the woman you gave something [D] to eat,
And I was the [G] child on the homeless [C] street.
Three times I knocked, three times [Dm] I came in, And each time I found [Em] the warmth of a friend.
Of all the gifts, [A] love is the best.
I was honored [Dm] to be your Christmas [G] guest.
[Em] [A] [Dm]
[F] [C]
[D]
Key:
Dm
G
A
Em
C
Dm
G
A
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] It happened one day near [Dm] December's end, two neighbors [Em] called on an old-time friend, and
they found his [A] shop so meager and mean, made gay with a thousand [Dm] vows of green.
And [G] Conrad was sitting with face [Em] ashine when he suddenly [A] stopped as he stitched a [Dm] twine
and he said,
Old friends, at dawn today [D] when the cock was crowing the night [G] away, the Lord [C] appeared
in a dream to me and said, I am coming [D] your guest to be.
[Dm] So I've been busy [Em] with feet astir, strewing my shop with branches of fir.
[A] The table is spread and the kittles is shined, and over [Dm] the rafters the holly is [G] climbed.
And now I'll wait for [Em] my Lord to appear and [A] listen closely, so I will [Dm] hear His step as
He [G] nears my humble place, [C] and I open the door and look on His face.
_ [Dm] So his [A] friends went home [Dm] and left Conrad alone, [C] for this was the happiest [C#] day he had known,
[Dm] for long since his family [G] had passed away, [C] and Conrad had spent many a sad Christmas day.
[B] _ But he knew with [E] the Lord as his Christmas [Am] guest, this Christmas would be the dearest
and best, [D] so he listened with only joy in his heart, and with every [Dm] sound he [G] would rise
with a start and look for the Lord [C] to be at his door, like the vision he had a few [Dm] hours before.
_ So he ran to the window after [Em] hearing a sound, but all he could see on the snow-covered [A] ground
was a shabby beggar whose shoes were [Dm] torn and all of his [G] clothes were ragged and worn.
[Em] _ But [A] Conrad was touched, and he went [Dm] to the door and he said, [G] Your feet must be frozen [C] and sore.
I have some shoes in my shop for you, and a coat that will keep you warmer, too.
_ [Dm] So with grateful heart the man went away, _ [Em] but Conrad noticed the time of day, [A] _ and he
wondered what made the Lord so late and how [Dm] much longer he'd have to wait.
[G] When he heard a knock, [Em] he ran to the door, [A] but it was only a stranger once [Dm] more, a bent
old lady with a shawl of black [D] with a bundle of kindling [G] piled on her back.
[C] She asked for only a place to rest, _ [Dm] but that was reserved for Conrad's great guest.
[Em] _ But her voice seemed to plead, Don't send me [A] away.
Let me rest for a while on Christmas Day.
[Dm] So Conrad brewed [G] her a steaming cup and [Em] told her to sit at the table and [A] sun.
But after [Dm] she left, he was filled with [G] dismay, for he saw that the [C] hours were slipping away
and the Lord hadn't come as he [F] said he would, [A] and [Dm] Conrad felt sure he had [C] _ misunderstood.
_ _ [C#]
When out of the stillness he [Dm] heard a cry, Please [G] help me and tell me where am I.
[C] So again he opened his friendly door and stood [B] disappointed as twice [E] before.
It [Am] was only a child who had wandered [Am] away and was lost from [D] her family on Christmas [D] Day.
_ [Dm] Again Conrad's heart [G] was heavy and sad, but he knew he should make [C] the little girl glad,
so he called her in and wiped her [Dm] tears and quieted all her childish fears.
Then he [Em] led her back to her home once more.
_ [A] But as he entered his own darkened door, he knew that the [Dm] Lord was not coming today, [G] for
the hours of Christmas [Em] had passed away.
[A] So he went to his room [Dm] and knelt down to pray, [G] and he said, _ [C] Dear Lord, why did you delay?
What kept you from coming to call on me?
For I wanted [Dm] so much your face to see.
When soft [Em] in the silence a voice he heard, Lift up your head, for [A] I kept my word.
Three times my shadow [Dm] crossed your floor, Three [G] times I came to [Em] your lowly door,
For I [A] was the beggar with [Dm] bruised cold feet, I was the woman you gave something [D] to eat,
And I was the [G] child on the homeless [C] street.
_ Three times I knocked, three times [Dm] I came in, And each time I found [Em] the warmth of a friend.
Of all the gifts, [A] love is the best.
_ I was honored [Dm] to be your Christmas [G] guest.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] It happened one day near [Dm] December's end, two neighbors [Em] called on an old-time friend, and
they found his [A] shop so meager and mean, made gay with a thousand [Dm] vows of green.
And [G] Conrad was sitting with face [Em] ashine when he suddenly [A] stopped as he stitched a [Dm] twine
and he said,
Old friends, at dawn today [D] when the cock was crowing the night [G] away, the Lord [C] appeared
in a dream to me and said, I am coming [D] your guest to be.
[Dm] So I've been busy [Em] with feet astir, strewing my shop with branches of fir.
[A] The table is spread and the kittles is shined, and over [Dm] the rafters the holly is [G] climbed.
And now I'll wait for [Em] my Lord to appear and [A] listen closely, so I will [Dm] hear His step as
He [G] nears my humble place, [C] and I open the door and look on His face.
_ [Dm] So his [A] friends went home [Dm] and left Conrad alone, [C] for this was the happiest [C#] day he had known,
[Dm] for long since his family [G] had passed away, [C] and Conrad had spent many a sad Christmas day.
[B] _ But he knew with [E] the Lord as his Christmas [Am] guest, this Christmas would be the dearest
and best, [D] so he listened with only joy in his heart, and with every [Dm] sound he [G] would rise
with a start and look for the Lord [C] to be at his door, like the vision he had a few [Dm] hours before.
_ So he ran to the window after [Em] hearing a sound, but all he could see on the snow-covered [A] ground
was a shabby beggar whose shoes were [Dm] torn and all of his [G] clothes were ragged and worn.
[Em] _ But [A] Conrad was touched, and he went [Dm] to the door and he said, [G] Your feet must be frozen [C] and sore.
I have some shoes in my shop for you, and a coat that will keep you warmer, too.
_ [Dm] So with grateful heart the man went away, _ [Em] but Conrad noticed the time of day, [A] _ and he
wondered what made the Lord so late and how [Dm] much longer he'd have to wait.
[G] When he heard a knock, [Em] he ran to the door, [A] but it was only a stranger once [Dm] more, a bent
old lady with a shawl of black [D] with a bundle of kindling [G] piled on her back.
[C] She asked for only a place to rest, _ [Dm] but that was reserved for Conrad's great guest.
[Em] _ But her voice seemed to plead, Don't send me [A] away.
Let me rest for a while on Christmas Day.
[Dm] So Conrad brewed [G] her a steaming cup and [Em] told her to sit at the table and [A] sun.
But after [Dm] she left, he was filled with [G] dismay, for he saw that the [C] hours were slipping away
and the Lord hadn't come as he [F] said he would, [A] and [Dm] Conrad felt sure he had [C] _ misunderstood.
_ _ [C#]
When out of the stillness he [Dm] heard a cry, Please [G] help me and tell me where am I.
[C] So again he opened his friendly door and stood [B] disappointed as twice [E] before.
It [Am] was only a child who had wandered [Am] away and was lost from [D] her family on Christmas [D] Day.
_ [Dm] Again Conrad's heart [G] was heavy and sad, but he knew he should make [C] the little girl glad,
so he called her in and wiped her [Dm] tears and quieted all her childish fears.
Then he [Em] led her back to her home once more.
_ [A] But as he entered his own darkened door, he knew that the [Dm] Lord was not coming today, [G] for
the hours of Christmas [Em] had passed away.
[A] So he went to his room [Dm] and knelt down to pray, [G] and he said, _ [C] Dear Lord, why did you delay?
What kept you from coming to call on me?
For I wanted [Dm] so much your face to see.
When soft [Em] in the silence a voice he heard, Lift up your head, for [A] I kept my word.
Three times my shadow [Dm] crossed your floor, Three [G] times I came to [Em] your lowly door,
For I [A] was the beggar with [Dm] bruised cold feet, I was the woman you gave something [D] to eat,
And I was the [G] child on the homeless [C] street.
_ Three times I knocked, three times [Dm] I came in, And each time I found [Em] the warmth of a friend.
Of all the gifts, [A] love is the best.
_ I was honored [Dm] to be your Christmas [G] guest.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _