Chords for The Statesmen - Touring That City

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_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ Many times I have wondered about the sights of that city, and [Ab] all that my eyes shall [Eb] behold.
_ _ [Cm] I will [Eb] see all the wonders when I enter that city, there [Cm] forever to be [Bb] safe in [Eb] His fold.
_ [Cm] Here on [Eb] earth we have troubles that to us seem so heavy, but in [Ab] heaven no one will [Eb] be sad.
_ [Ebm] Mom and Dad [Eb] will be singing, Heaven's praise will be ringing, for the [Cm] dearest [Bb] friend I ever [Eb] _ _ had.
Some [Ab] morning you'll find me touring that city where [Db] the Son of God is [Ab] alive. _ _
You'll find me there on the street so pretty, made of [Bb] gold so pure and so [Eb] _ bright.
With [Ab] Jesus the one who gave me the victory, [Db] who led me across the [Ab] divide. _
_ Some morning you'll find me touring that city [Fm] where with Him I [Eb] will ever [Ab] abide.
_ [G] _ Some [C] morning you'll find me touring that city where the [F] Son of God is [C] alive. _
_ You'll find me there on the street so pretty, made [D] of gold so pure and so [G] _ [Ab] bright.
With [Db]
Jesus the one who gave me the victory, who [Gb] led me across the [Db] divide. _
_ Some morning you'll find me touring that city where with [Bbm] Him I will [Fm] ever _ [Db] _ abide.
Where with [Eb] Him I [Ab] will ever _ abide. _ _
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