Chords for Point of Grace- Labor Of Love
Tempo:
69.8 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
E
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D]
[E] [D]
[G]
[D] [D]
[Em] It was not a [D] silent night, there was blood on the ground.
You could hear a woman cry in the alleyway [E] that night, on the streets of [D] Davidson.
And the stable [Bm] was not clean, and the [F#m] cobblestones were cold.
And little Mary, [G] full of grace, with the tears [A] upon her face, had no mother's [D] hand to [G] hold.
[D] It was a labor [G] of hate,
[A] it was a cold [Bm] sky above.
[D] But for the girl on the [G] ground in the dark, with every beat of her [A] beautiful heart, it was a labor [D] of love.
[G]
[D] [F#m] Noble Joseph and his son, calloused hands and [D] weary eyes.
There were no midwives [G] to be found on the streets of [A] Davidson in the middle of [D] the night.
[G]
[D] So he held her [Bm] and he prayed, he shat some moonlight [F#m] on his face.
For the baby in [G] her womb was the maker of the [A] moon, was the author [D] of the faith that could make the [A] mountains move.
[G]
[D] [G] [D] It was a labor [G] of hate, [A] it was a cold [Bm] sky above.
[D] But for the girl on the ground [G] in the dark, with every beat of her [A] beautiful heart, it was a labor [Bm] of love.
[A] For [D] little Mary, full of [G] grace, with the tears upon her [A] face, it was a labor of love.
[D]
[E] It [G]
[E] [D]
[E] was not a silent [G]
night on the streets of [D] Davidson.
[E] [D]
[G]
[D] [D]
[Em] It was not a [D] silent night, there was blood on the ground.
You could hear a woman cry in the alleyway [E] that night, on the streets of [D] Davidson.
And the stable [Bm] was not clean, and the [F#m] cobblestones were cold.
And little Mary, [G] full of grace, with the tears [A] upon her face, had no mother's [D] hand to [G] hold.
[D] It was a labor [G] of hate,
[A] it was a cold [Bm] sky above.
[D] But for the girl on the [G] ground in the dark, with every beat of her [A] beautiful heart, it was a labor [D] of love.
[G]
[D] [F#m] Noble Joseph and his son, calloused hands and [D] weary eyes.
There were no midwives [G] to be found on the streets of [A] Davidson in the middle of [D] the night.
[G]
[D] So he held her [Bm] and he prayed, he shat some moonlight [F#m] on his face.
For the baby in [G] her womb was the maker of the [A] moon, was the author [D] of the faith that could make the [A] mountains move.
[G]
[D] [G] [D] It was a labor [G] of hate, [A] it was a cold [Bm] sky above.
[D] But for the girl on the ground [G] in the dark, with every beat of her [A] beautiful heart, it was a labor [Bm] of love.
[A] For [D] little Mary, full of [G] grace, with the tears upon her [A] face, it was a labor of love.
[D]
[E] It [G]
[E] [D]
[E] was not a silent [G]
night on the streets of [D] Davidson.
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_ _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ [Em] It was not a [D] silent night, _ _ there was blood on the ground. _
_ You could hear a woman cry in the alleyway [E] that night, on the streets of [D] Davidson. _ _ _
_ And the stable [Bm] was not clean, _ _ and the [F#m] cobblestones were cold.
_ And little Mary, [G] full of grace, with the tears [A] upon her face, had no mother's [D] hand to [G] hold. _
[D] _ It was a labor [G] of hate, _
[A] _ it was a cold [Bm] sky above. _
[D] _ But for the girl on the [G] ground in the dark, with every beat of her [A] beautiful heart, it was a labor [D] of love.
[G] _ _
[D] _ [F#m] Noble Joseph and his son, _ _ _ calloused hands and [D] weary eyes. _
There were no midwives [G] to be found on the streets of [A] Davidson in the middle of [D] the night.
[G] _ _
[D] _ So he held her [Bm] and he prayed, _ he shat some moonlight [F#m] on his _ _ _ face.
For the baby in [G] her womb was the maker of the [A] moon, was the author [D] of the faith that could make the [A] mountains move. _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] It was a labor [G] of hate, _ [A] it was a cold [Bm] sky above.
_ _ [D] But for the girl on the ground [G] in the dark, with every beat of her [A] beautiful heart, it was a labor [Bm] of _ love.
[A] For [D] little Mary, full of [G] grace, with the tears upon her [A] face, it was a labor of love.
_ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] It _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [E] was not a silent [G] _
night _ on the streets of [D] Davidson. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ [Em] It was not a [D] silent night, _ _ there was blood on the ground. _
_ You could hear a woman cry in the alleyway [E] that night, on the streets of [D] Davidson. _ _ _
_ And the stable [Bm] was not clean, _ _ and the [F#m] cobblestones were cold.
_ And little Mary, [G] full of grace, with the tears [A] upon her face, had no mother's [D] hand to [G] hold. _
[D] _ It was a labor [G] of hate, _
[A] _ it was a cold [Bm] sky above. _
[D] _ But for the girl on the [G] ground in the dark, with every beat of her [A] beautiful heart, it was a labor [D] of love.
[G] _ _
[D] _ [F#m] Noble Joseph and his son, _ _ _ calloused hands and [D] weary eyes. _
There were no midwives [G] to be found on the streets of [A] Davidson in the middle of [D] the night.
[G] _ _
[D] _ So he held her [Bm] and he prayed, _ he shat some moonlight [F#m] on his _ _ _ face.
For the baby in [G] her womb was the maker of the [A] moon, was the author [D] of the faith that could make the [A] mountains move. _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] It was a labor [G] of hate, _ [A] it was a cold [Bm] sky above.
_ _ [D] But for the girl on the ground [G] in the dark, with every beat of her [A] beautiful heart, it was a labor [Bm] of _ love.
[A] For [D] little Mary, full of [G] grace, with the tears upon her [A] face, it was a labor of love.
_ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] It _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [E] was not a silent [G] _
night _ on the streets of [D] Davidson. _ _ _ _ _ _ _