The City on the Hill - Casting Crowns (with lyrics) Chords
Tempo:
68.05 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
Dm
Bb
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Dm] [F] [C] [Gm]
[Dm] [C]
Did [Dm] you hear of the city [F] on the hill?
Said [C] one old man to [Gm] the other
It once [Dm] shined bright and it would be [F] shining still
But [C] they all started turning on [Gm] each other
[Dm] Mmmmm
[F] [C]
[Dm] You see the poets thought the dancers [F] were shallow
And [C] the soldiers thought the poets [Gm] were weak
[Dm] And the elders saw the young ones [F] as foolish
And [C] the rich man never heard [Gm] the poor man speak
[Bb] And one by one they ran [F] away
Well [C] they're made of mud so leave [Gm] it all behind
And [Bb] the light began to [F] fade
In the city on [C] the hill
The city [Dm] on the hill
[C] [Gm] [Dm] Each one thought that they knew [F] better
But they [C] were different by [Bb] design
Instead [Dm] of standing strong together
They let [C] their differences [Bb] divide
And one by one they ran [F] away
Well [C] they're made of mud so [Gm] leave it all behind
And [Bb] the light began to [F] fade
In the city [C] on the hill
The city [Dm] on the hill
[F] [C] And the world is searching [Dm] still
[F] But [C] it was [Bb] the rhythm of the dancers
That gave the poets life
[F] It was the spirit of the poets
That gave [C] the soldiers strength to fight
It was [Bb] the fire of the young ones
It was [Dm] the wisdom of the old
It was [C] the story of the poor man
That made it to be told
[Dm]
[F] It [C] [Gm] [Dm]
[F] [C] is [Bb] the rhythm of the dancers
That gives the poets life
It is [F] the spirit of the poets
That [C] gives the soldiers strength to fight
It [Bb] is the fire of the young ones
It [Dm] is the wisdom of the old
It [C] is the story of the poor man
That's needing to be told
One [Bb] by one [F] we'll be run away
[C] With our made up minds to [Gm] leave it all behind
[Bb] As the light begins [F] to fade
In the city on the hill
One [Bb] by one we'll be run [F] away
[C] With our made up minds to [Gm] leave it all [Bb] behind
As the light begins [F] to fade
In the city [C] on the hill
The city [Dm] on the hill Come [C] home
[Gm] And the father's calling [Dm] still
Come [C] home
To the city on the [Dm] hill
[F]
Come [C] home
[Dm] [C]
Did [Dm] you hear of the city [F] on the hill?
Said [C] one old man to [Gm] the other
It once [Dm] shined bright and it would be [F] shining still
But [C] they all started turning on [Gm] each other
[Dm] Mmmmm
[F] [C]
[Dm] You see the poets thought the dancers [F] were shallow
And [C] the soldiers thought the poets [Gm] were weak
[Dm] And the elders saw the young ones [F] as foolish
And [C] the rich man never heard [Gm] the poor man speak
[Bb] And one by one they ran [F] away
Well [C] they're made of mud so leave [Gm] it all behind
And [Bb] the light began to [F] fade
In the city on [C] the hill
The city [Dm] on the hill
[C] [Gm] [Dm] Each one thought that they knew [F] better
But they [C] were different by [Bb] design
Instead [Dm] of standing strong together
They let [C] their differences [Bb] divide
And one by one they ran [F] away
Well [C] they're made of mud so [Gm] leave it all behind
And [Bb] the light began to [F] fade
In the city [C] on the hill
The city [Dm] on the hill
[F] [C] And the world is searching [Dm] still
[F] But [C] it was [Bb] the rhythm of the dancers
That gave the poets life
[F] It was the spirit of the poets
That gave [C] the soldiers strength to fight
It was [Bb] the fire of the young ones
It was [Dm] the wisdom of the old
It was [C] the story of the poor man
That made it to be told
[Dm]
[F] It [C] [Gm] [Dm]
[F] [C] is [Bb] the rhythm of the dancers
That gives the poets life
It is [F] the spirit of the poets
That [C] gives the soldiers strength to fight
It [Bb] is the fire of the young ones
It [Dm] is the wisdom of the old
It [C] is the story of the poor man
That's needing to be told
One [Bb] by one [F] we'll be run away
[C] With our made up minds to [Gm] leave it all behind
[Bb] As the light begins [F] to fade
In the city on the hill
One [Bb] by one we'll be run [F] away
[C] With our made up minds to [Gm] leave it all [Bb] behind
As the light begins [F] to fade
In the city [C] on the hill
The city [Dm] on the hill Come [C] home
[Gm] And the father's calling [Dm] still
Come [C] home
To the city on the [Dm] hill
[F]
Come [C] home
Key:
C
F
Dm
Bb
Gm
C
F
Dm
[Dm] _ _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
Did [Dm] you hear of the city [F] on the hill?
Said [C] one old man to [Gm] the other
It once [Dm] shined bright and it would be [F] shining still
But [C] they all started turning on [Gm] each other
_ [Dm] Mmmmm
_ [F] _ _ [C] _
_ [Dm] You see the poets thought the dancers [F] were shallow
And [C] the soldiers thought the poets [Gm] were weak
[Dm] And the elders saw the young ones [F] as foolish
And [C] the rich man never heard [Gm] the poor man speak
[Bb] And one by one they ran [F] away
Well [C] they're made of mud so leave [Gm] it all behind
And [Bb] the light began to [F] fade
In the city on [C] the hill
The city [Dm] on the hill _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Gm] [Dm] Each one thought that they knew [F] better
But they [C] were different by [Bb] design
Instead [Dm] of standing strong together
They let [C] their differences [Bb] divide
_ And one by one they ran [F] away
Well [C] they're made of mud so [Gm] leave it all behind
And [Bb] the light began to [F] fade
In the city [C] on the hill
The city [Dm] on the hill
_ [F] _ _ [C] And the world is searching [Dm] still
[F] But _ [C] _ _ it was [Bb] the rhythm of the dancers
That gave the poets life
[F] It was the spirit of the poets
That gave [C] the soldiers strength to fight
It was [Bb] the fire of the young ones
It was [Dm] the wisdom of the old
It was [C] the story of the poor man
That made it to be told
[Dm] _
[F] It _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Dm] _
_ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ is [Bb] the rhythm of the dancers
That gives the poets life
It is [F] the spirit of the poets
That [C] gives the soldiers strength to fight
It [Bb] is the fire of the young ones
It [Dm] is the wisdom of the old
It [C] is the story of the poor man
That's needing to be told
One _ _ _ [Bb] by one [F] we'll be run away
[C] With our made up minds to [Gm] leave it all behind
[Bb] As the light begins [F] to fade
In the city on the hill
_ One [Bb] by one we'll be run [F] away
[C] With our made up minds to [Gm] leave it all [Bb] behind
As the light begins [F] to fade
In the city [C] on the hill
The city [Dm] on the hill Come _ [C] home
[Gm] And the father's calling [Dm] still _
Come [C] home
To the city on the [Dm] hill
_ [F]
Come [C] home _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
Did [Dm] you hear of the city [F] on the hill?
Said [C] one old man to [Gm] the other
It once [Dm] shined bright and it would be [F] shining still
But [C] they all started turning on [Gm] each other
_ [Dm] Mmmmm
_ [F] _ _ [C] _
_ [Dm] You see the poets thought the dancers [F] were shallow
And [C] the soldiers thought the poets [Gm] were weak
[Dm] And the elders saw the young ones [F] as foolish
And [C] the rich man never heard [Gm] the poor man speak
[Bb] And one by one they ran [F] away
Well [C] they're made of mud so leave [Gm] it all behind
And [Bb] the light began to [F] fade
In the city on [C] the hill
The city [Dm] on the hill _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Gm] [Dm] Each one thought that they knew [F] better
But they [C] were different by [Bb] design
Instead [Dm] of standing strong together
They let [C] their differences [Bb] divide
_ And one by one they ran [F] away
Well [C] they're made of mud so [Gm] leave it all behind
And [Bb] the light began to [F] fade
In the city [C] on the hill
The city [Dm] on the hill
_ [F] _ _ [C] And the world is searching [Dm] still
[F] But _ [C] _ _ it was [Bb] the rhythm of the dancers
That gave the poets life
[F] It was the spirit of the poets
That gave [C] the soldiers strength to fight
It was [Bb] the fire of the young ones
It was [Dm] the wisdom of the old
It was [C] the story of the poor man
That made it to be told
[Dm] _
[F] It _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Dm] _
_ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ is [Bb] the rhythm of the dancers
That gives the poets life
It is [F] the spirit of the poets
That [C] gives the soldiers strength to fight
It [Bb] is the fire of the young ones
It [Dm] is the wisdom of the old
It [C] is the story of the poor man
That's needing to be told
One _ _ _ [Bb] by one [F] we'll be run away
[C] With our made up minds to [Gm] leave it all behind
[Bb] As the light begins [F] to fade
In the city on the hill
_ One [Bb] by one we'll be run [F] away
[C] With our made up minds to [Gm] leave it all [Bb] behind
As the light begins [F] to fade
In the city [C] on the hill
The city [Dm] on the hill Come _ [C] home
[Gm] And the father's calling [Dm] still _
Come [C] home
To the city on the [Dm] hill
_ [F]
Come [C] home _ _ _ _ _ _