When The Saints by Sara Groves
Key: EE | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

Verse 1
D                   A                           D
Lord I have a heavy burden of all I've seen and know 
                     A
It's more than I can handle 
    D                           A                  D
But your word is burning like a fire shut up in my bones 
                    A
and I can't let it go 


Pre-Chorus
             Em7         G
And when I'm weary and overwrought 
        Bm                  E
with so many battles left unfought 


Chorus
           G        D            G      D
I think of Paul and Silas in the prison yard 
             G       D       A
I hear their song of freedom rising to the stars 

             Bm      A             G
And when the Saints   go marching in 
          D         G
I want to be one of them 


Verse 2
D                          A                        D
Lord it's all that I can't carry and cannot leave behind 
             A
It often overwhelms me
    D                                 A                           D
But when I think of all who've gone before and lived the faithful life
                 A
their courage compells me


Pre-Chorus
             Em7          G
And when I'm weary and overwrought 
        Bm                  E
with so many battles left unfought 


Chorus
           G        D            G      D
I think of Paul and Silas in the prison yard 
             G       D       A
I hear their song of freedom rising to the stars 

          G        D            G       D
I see the shepherd Moses in the Pharohs court 
           G        D               A
I hear his call for freedom for the people of the Lord 
             Bm      A             G
And when the Saints   go marching in 
          D         G
I want to be one of them 
             Bm      A             G
And when the Saints   go marching in 
          D         G
I want to be one of them 


Bridge
          G          D              G               D
I see the long quiet walk along the Underground Railroad 
          G      D               A
I see the slave awakening to the value of her soul 
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          G           D            G     D
I see the young missionary and the angry spear 
          G        D               A
I see his family returning with no trace of fear 
-
          G         D          G        D
I see the long hard shadows of Calcutta nights 
          G       D               A
I see the sisters standing by the dying man's side 
-
          G          D              G       D
I see the young girl huddled on the brothel floor 
          G          D                A
I see the man with a passion come and kicking down the door 
-
          G      D               G             D
I see the man of sorrows and his long troubled road 
          G            D                A
I see the world on his shoulders and my easy load
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             Bm      A             G
And when the Saints   go marching in 
          D         G
I want to be one of them 
             Bm      A             G
And when the Saints   go marching in 
          D         G
I want to be one of them 
          D         G
I want to be one of them 
          D         G
I want to be one of them 
          D         G
I want to be one of them