Chords for I Can Sing About Heaven
Tempo:
69.6 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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There's a promised land untouched by men, prepared for the saved and the blessed.
built four square, far away somewhere, as a home for the saints to rest.
but they couldn't describe all the beauties on that bright shore.
[E] men what the Father has [A] in store.
a story told.
gold.
sing about heaven for a million years and still I [G] could never tell it all.
From the throne there springs a glimmering stream of waters pure and sweet.
built four square, far away somewhere, as a home for the saints to rest.
but they couldn't describe all the beauties on that bright shore.
[E] men what the Father has [A] in store.
a story told.
gold.
sing about heaven for a million years and still I [G] could never tell it all.
From the throne there springs a glimmering stream of waters pure and sweet.
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There's a promised land untouched by men, prepared for the saved and the blessed.
[A] A city built four square, far away somewhere, as a home for the saints to rest.
So many have tried, but they couldn't describe all the beauties on that bright shore.
For it's never entered into the [F#] hearts of [E] men what the Father has [A] in store.
I could sing about heaven for a million years and never get a story told.
Of the jasper walls and the gates of pearls and the streets made of pure gold.
Even John the Revelator in the heavenly vision could never really say what he saw.
I could sing about heaven for a million years and still I [G] could never tell it all.
[A] _ _
From the throne there springs a glimmering stream of waters pure and sweet.
And it flows by the tree of life on its way to the [E] crystal sea.
And the precious stones that the walls rest on [A] are of twelve different kinds.
And the night will [F#] cease for the Prince of [E] Peace is the light that forever [A] shines.
I could sing about heaven for a million years and never get a story told.
Of the jasper walls and the gates of pearls and the streets made [E] of pure gold.
[A] Even John the Revelator in the heavenly vision could never really say what he saw.
I could sing about [G#] heaven for a million years [E] and still I could never tell [E] it all.
[D] I could sing about heaven for a million years and never get a story told.
Of the jasper [G] walls and the gates of [D] pearls and the streets made of pure gold.
Even John the Revelator in the heavenly vision could never really say what he saw.
I could sing about heaven for a million years [D] and still I could never tell it all.
Even John the Revelator in the heavenly vision could never really say what he saw.
I could sing about heaven for a [Bm] million years and [A] still I could never tell [D] it all. _ _ _ _ _
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[A] A city built four square, far away somewhere, as a home for the saints to rest.
So many have tried, but they couldn't describe all the beauties on that bright shore.
For it's never entered into the [F#] hearts of [E] men what the Father has [A] in store.
I could sing about heaven for a million years and never get a story told.
Of the jasper walls and the gates of pearls and the streets made of pure gold.
Even John the Revelator in the heavenly vision could never really say what he saw.
I could sing about heaven for a million years and still I [G] could never tell it all.
[A] _ _
From the throne there springs a glimmering stream of waters pure and sweet.
And it flows by the tree of life on its way to the [E] crystal sea.
And the precious stones that the walls rest on [A] are of twelve different kinds.
And the night will [F#] cease for the Prince of [E] Peace is the light that forever [A] shines.
I could sing about heaven for a million years and never get a story told.
Of the jasper walls and the gates of pearls and the streets made [E] of pure gold.
[A] Even John the Revelator in the heavenly vision could never really say what he saw.
I could sing about [G#] heaven for a million years [E] and still I could never tell [E] it all.
[D] I could sing about heaven for a million years and never get a story told.
Of the jasper [G] walls and the gates of [D] pearls and the streets made of pure gold.
Even John the Revelator in the heavenly vision could never really say what he saw.
I could sing about heaven for a million years [D] and still I could never tell it all.
Even John the Revelator in the heavenly vision could never really say what he saw.
I could sing about heaven for a [Bm] million years and [A] still I could never tell [D] it all. _ _ _ _ _
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