Eb     Bb      Ab   Eb  Bb Eb   
A church is burn - - - - ing   
                Ab  Bb Eb  Bb Eb   
the flames rise high - er   
          Gm     Fm   
like hands that are pray - ing   
    Ab          Bb  Fm  Bb   
a - glow in the sky   
     Eb        
Like hands that are praying    
    Ab   Gm Fm  Eb   
the fi - re is  saying,   
 Ab       Eb   
"You can burn down my churches    
    Bb7         Eb  Bb Eb Bb Eb  Bb Eb  Bb Eb  Fm     
but I shall be - e free."   
        Eb                   
Three hooded men thru the backroads did creep   
Fm     
Torches in their hands while   
    Eb         
the village lies a-sleep   
Ab Fm  Eb   
Down to the church where   
     C#         Eb       
just   hours be-fore   
Ab     Fm   Eb            
voices were singing and   
Ab    Fm   Eb           
hands were beating and    
Ab     Bb Eb      Bb        Eb       
saying I  won't be a slave any-more.   
      Eb        Bb      Ab   Eb  Bb Eb   
And a church is burn - - - - ing   
                Ab  Bb Eb  Bb Eb   
the flames rise high - er   
          Gm     Fm   
like hands that are pray - ing   
    Ab          Bb  Fm  Bb   
a - glow in the sky   
     Eb        
Like hands that are praying    
    Ab   Gm Fm  Eb   
the fi - re is  saying,   
 Ab       Eb   
"You can burn down my churches    
    Bb7         Eb  Bb Eb Bb Eb  Bb Eb   Fm     
but I shall be - e free."   
        Eb                 
Three hooded men, their hands lit the spark    
          Fm              
Then they faded in the night   
         Eb                 
and they vanished in the dark   
           Ab       Fm Eb   
And in the cool light of morning   
        Ab           Fm Eb   
there's nothing that re-mains   
        Ab        Eb           
But the ashes of a bible and   
  Bb7       Eb   
a can of kero-sene   
      Eb        Bb      Ab   Eb  Bb Eb   
And a church is burn - - - - ing   
                Ab  Bb Eb  Bb Eb   
the flames rise high - er   
          Gm     Fm   
like hands that are pray - ing   
    Ab          Bb  Fm  Bb   
a - glow in the sky   
     Eb        
Like hands that are praying    
    Ab   Gm Fm  Eb   
the fi - re is  saying,   
 Ab       Eb   
"You can burn down my churches    
    Bb7         Eb  Bb Eb Bb Eb  Bb Eb   Fm     
but I shall be - e free."   
        Eb                 
A church is more than just timber and stone   
    Fm              
And freedom is a dark road   
            Eb              
When you're walking it a-lone   
        Ab     Fm Eb   
But the future is now   
         Ab          Fm Eb   
and it's time to take a stand   
       Ab            Eb           
So the lost bells of freedom   
     Bb7           Eb   
can ring out in my land   
     Eb        Bb      Ab   Eb  Bb Eb   
And a church is burn - - - - ing   
                Ab  Bb Eb  Bb Eb   
the flames rise high - er   
          Gm     Fm   
like hands that are pray - ing   
    Ab          Bb  Fm  Bb   
a - glow in the sky   
     Eb        
Like hands that are praying    
    Ab   Gm Fm  Eb   
the fi - re is  saying,   
 Ab    Fm Eb       Cm       
"You can burn down my churches    
    Ab     Bb     Ab    Fm Eb  Bb Eb Fm Eb  Bb Eb        
but I - I - I - I shall be free."