G Em
Hope is a thing with feathers that perches on the soul
C G F C G
Said the homeless young man standing there strong against the cold
Em
I reached into my pocket said a penny for your poetry
C G F C G
But when I handed him a dollar bill he was shaking his head at me
F C D7
And he said these words to me
[Chorus]
G D7 G
In my Fa-thers house are many mansions
C G D7
Though tonight some make their beds along the streets
G D7 G C
Where I’ve seen lives still by winters bitter chill
G D7 G
In my Fathers house there’s a mansion for me
[Verse 2]
Em
Sleep is a silent pleasure behind doors with deadbolt locks
C G F
But it’s a concrete nightmare chance you take on the streets
C G
In a cardboard box
Em
But I know about the eye of the needle what will come to pass
C G F C G
When the least of us shall be first and the first now shall be last
F C D7
Who’s homeless now I ask
[Chorus]
G D7 G
In my Fa-thers house are many mansions
C G D7
Though tonight some make their beds along the streets
G D7 G C
Where I’ve seen lives still by winters bitter chill
G D7 G
In my Fathers house there’s a mansion for me
[Chorus]
G D7 G
In my Fa-thers house are many mansions
C G D7
Though tonight some make their beds along the streets
G D7 G C
Where I’ve seen lives still by winters bitter chill
G D7 G
In my Fathers house there’s a mansion for me
