Key: E major•
Verse 1
E
B
It was battered and scarred,
A
E
it scarcely worth his while
What'll my bid, good folks? he cried.
Who'll start the bidding for me?
And who'll make it three?
Three dollars once,
three dollars twice,
going for three
B
A
But no, from the room far back
a gray -haired man came forward
E
D
E
A
as sweet as an angel sings
And as the music played,
the auctioneer,
And he held it up with the bow.
A thousand dollars?
And who'll make it two?
Who'll make it three?
Three thousand once?
Three thousand twice?
Going and going, said he.
The people cheered,
we do not understand what
A
F#m
changed its worth.
A
F#m
The man smiled and replied,
A
E
A
the touch of the master's hand.
You know, many a man with
life out of tune
he's auctioned cheap to
a thoughtless crowd,
a bowl of porridge, a glass of wine,
a game, and he travels on.
he's going and almost gone.
But then the master comes,
and the foolish crowd,
A
F#m
the worth of a soul,
A
F#m
an d the change that's wrought
A
E
by the touch of the Master's hand.
A
How did you like the song?
You need to to leave a rating.
TunerE A D G B E
ChordsE B A D F#m
Popular chords globally
Most played chords & tabs across all users