Chords for JUDY COLLINS - "Battle Hymn Of The Republic"
Tempo:
135 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
G
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] At the Willard Hotel in Washington, D.C., the poet Julia Ward Howe awoke from a spectacular dream.
That day she had heard a regiment singing John Brown's Body and had fallen asleep with the song ringing in her head.
And now, in the [Bb] dark, she got up and scribbled new words with the stub of a pen.
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord.
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored.
He has loosed the fateful lightning [G] of his terrible [Bb] swift sword.
His [F] truth is marching on.
[Bb]
Glory, glory, hallelujah.
Glory, glory, hallelujah.
Glory, glory, hallelujah.
His truth is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies, Christ was born across the sea.
With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me.
As he died to make men holy, let us live to make men free.
His truth is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah.
His truth is marching on.
That day she had heard a regiment singing John Brown's Body and had fallen asleep with the song ringing in her head.
And now, in the [Bb] dark, she got up and scribbled new words with the stub of a pen.
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord.
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored.
He has loosed the fateful lightning [G] of his terrible [Bb] swift sword.
His [F] truth is marching on.
[Bb]
Glory, glory, hallelujah.
Glory, glory, hallelujah.
Glory, glory, hallelujah.
His truth is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies, Christ was born across the sea.
With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me.
As he died to make men holy, let us live to make men free.
His truth is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah.
His truth is marching on.
Key:
Bb
G
F
Bb
G
F
Bb
G
[G] At the Willard Hotel in Washington, D.C., the poet Julia Ward Howe awoke from a spectacular dream. _
That day she had heard a regiment singing John Brown's Body and had fallen asleep with the song ringing in her head. _
And now, in the [Bb] dark, she got up and scribbled new words with the stub of a pen. _
_ _ _ Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord.
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored.
_ He has loosed the fateful lightning [G] of his terrible [Bb] swift sword. _
His [F] truth is marching on. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ Glory, glory, _ _ hallelujah. _ _ _ _ _ _
Glory, glory, _ _ _ hallelujah.
_ _ _ _ Glory, glory, _ _ _ _ _ hallelujah.
His truth is _ marching _ _ on.
_ In the beauty of the lilies, Christ was born across the sea.
With a glory in his bosom that _ transfigures you and me.
As he died to make men holy, let us live to make men free.
_ His truth is _ marching _ _ _ on. _ _ _ _ _
Glory, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ glory, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
hallelujah.
His truth is _ marching _ _ _ on. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
That day she had heard a regiment singing John Brown's Body and had fallen asleep with the song ringing in her head. _
And now, in the [Bb] dark, she got up and scribbled new words with the stub of a pen. _
_ _ _ Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord.
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored.
_ He has loosed the fateful lightning [G] of his terrible [Bb] swift sword. _
His [F] truth is marching on. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ Glory, glory, _ _ hallelujah. _ _ _ _ _ _
Glory, glory, _ _ _ hallelujah.
_ _ _ _ Glory, glory, _ _ _ _ _ hallelujah.
His truth is _ marching _ _ on.
_ In the beauty of the lilies, Christ was born across the sea.
With a glory in his bosom that _ transfigures you and me.
As he died to make men holy, let us live to make men free.
_ His truth is _ marching _ _ _ on. _ _ _ _ _
Glory, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ glory, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
hallelujah.
His truth is _ marching _ _ _ on. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _