Key: G major
Intro 1
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C
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Verse 1
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It was a stylish congregation
you could see they'd been around
And they had the biggest pipe organ
of any church in town
And he insisted every Sunday
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on singing in the choir
had touched his vocal chords
And nearly every Sunday he'd
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Well at last the storm cloud burst
and the church was told in vine
That Brother Ira must stop his singing
or the choir was gonna resign
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So the pastor appointed a committee I
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think it was three or four
And they got their big fine car and
drove up to Ira's door
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And the summer's golden sunbeams lay
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upon his snow white hair
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Said York we're here dear Brother with
Now it was our understanding
That they were to relieve us that
is they'd do the singin' for us
what we've bought
the old ones stand for nought
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And so we have decided
are you listenin' Brother Ira
You'll have to stop your singin'
The old man raised his head
a sign that he did hear
And on his cheek the three men
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His feeble hands pushed back the locks
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as white as silky snow
And he answered the committee
eighty years said he
They've been my staff and comfort
all along life's dreary way
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I'm sorry if I disturbed the choir
I guess I'm doin' wrong
But when my heart is filled with praise
I can't hold back a song
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my Master I shall meet
Yes I wonder if when I try to sing the
songs of God up higher
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for singin' in Heaven's choir
A silence filled the little room the old
The committee went on back to town
but Brother Ira was dead
Oh the choir missed him for a
while but he was soon forgot
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And a few church goers watched the door
but the old man entered not
Far away his voice is sweet
and he sings his heart's desire
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and no fashionable choirs
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D
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsG C D Em Am
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