Why Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

Cm G♯ Cm F/A

 [Fm - D♯/G ] [Ddim - G ] C

Verse 1

C+2 F G/B

We rode into town the other day,

C Just C/Eme and my daFddy. G

CHe said I’d finalFly reachG/Bed the age

CAnd I could rideGm nexCt to him oFn a horseC E

DmThat of course was not qG/Buite as wide

C/EWe heard a Fcrowd of pG/Beople sChouting,

C/EAnd so we stFopped to fG/Bind out why.

CThere was that man GmthatC my dad sFaid he lovedC E

Dm [Gsus4 Fm A♯/D]

But today there was fear in his eyes.

Chorus

D♯So I said, “Daddy whA♯/Dy are they screaming?

CmWhy are the faces of sD♯ome of themD♯/G beaming?

G♯Why is he dressed in that D♯/Gbright purple robe?

FmI’ll bet that crown hurts him G♯more than he sA♯/Dhows.

D♯Daddy, please, can’t yA♯/Dou do something?

CmHe looks as thougD♯/Gh he’s gonnaF/A cry.

FmYou said he was stronger D♯/Gthan all of those guys.

G♯Daddy please G/Btell me why,Cm D♯

Fm A♯ D♯ [ Dm G ]

Why does everyone want him to die?”

Verse 2

same chords as VERSE 1)

Later that day the sky grew cloudy

And Daddy said I should go inside.

Somehow he knew things could get stormy.

Boy, was he right! But I could not keep from wonderin’

If there was something he had to hide

So after he left I had to find out.

I was not afraid of getting lost.

So I followed the crowds to a hill where I knew men

had been killed,

And I heard a voice call from the cross

Chorus 2

same chords except where noted)

And he said, “Father why are they screaming?

Why are the faces of some of them beaming?

Why are they casting their lots for my robe?

This crown of thorns hurts me more than it shows.

Father, please, can’t You do something?

I know that You must hear my cry.

I thought I could handle a cross of this size.

G♯Father remG/Bind me Cmwhy,D♯ why doeFms everyoD♯/Gne wantF/A me to die

C/D Gm F/A G/B [A♯/C A♯/D C/E]

Oh, when will I understand why?

Chorus 3

FMy precious Son, EmI hear theAm screaming,

Dmand I’m watching the face Fof the enemy beaming.

A♯But soon I will clothe You Dmin robes of my own.

GmJesus, this hurts Me much A♯/Dmore than You know.

C/EBut this dark Fhour I must do Edimnothing

A7Though I’ve hDmeard Your unbFearableG cry.

GmThe pow’r in Your blood destF/Aroys all of the lies.

A♯Soon You’ll see past their unDmmerciful eyes.

GmLook there below,A♯/F see thEdime child A7

DmTrembling by her fG7ather’s side.

GmNow I can tell You F/Awhy, A♯

A♯/D C7 Dm A♯ [Dm F/A]

She is why You must die.

 [A♯ C/E] D