[Intro] A D9 AA A9 AA E A We thought you’d come with a crown of goldD9 E A A string of pearls and a cashmere robeF#m E D We thought you’d clinch and iron fistE D A And rain like fire on the politicsD A But without a sword, no armored guardE A But common born in mother’s armsD F#m The government now rests uponE D A The shoulder’s of this baby son( A D9 A )( A A9 A )A E A Have you no room inside your heartD9 E A The inn is full, the out is darkF#m E D Upon profane shines sacred sunE D A Not ashamed to be one of usD A But without a sword, no armored guardE A But common born in mother’s armsD F#m The government now rests uponE D A The shoulder’s of this baby sonD A Gloria, HalleluE Christ, the LordA We’ve longed for YouD F#m Gloria, HalleluE Christ, the LordD A We’ve longed for You
Baby Son
John Mark McMillan
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