Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro]
C# F# C# F#
[Verse 1]
D#m Bm
In the mud and mire behind the fences
G#m D#m Bm
When you finally came to your senses
G#m F#
You said even the servants in my fathers house
G#m F#
Are better off than I am now
Em F#
You didn't think he'd take you in
C#
Much less call you son again
G#m F#
Instead you found mercy so beautiful and wide
G#m F# C#
That it looks beyond the foolishness to seek a wayward child
[Chorus]
F# G#m C# F#
There is no condemnation just a father who's been waiting
G#m Bm G#m
To put His arms around you
F# C# G#m F#
Oh the anticipation what a great celebration
Bm F#
For you were lost but now He's found you
G#m F# Bm
There is only rejoicing and a tender kindness shown
F# G#m C# G#m C# F# C# Em Bm C
When the prodigal comes home
[Verse 2]
Em A C
Rehearsing words to beg Him for forgivness
Em C
Then down the road you saw Him in the distance
A Bm C Bm G
As He ran to meet you face to face and rap you in His strong embrace
F Em C D
The acceptance in His eyes made you finally realise
A Em Bm G
That He will always love you, you will always be His son
C G D
No matter where you've wandered no matter what you've done
[Chorus]
G C Bm
There is no condemnation just a father who's been waiting
G C
To put His arms around you
G C A C Bm
Oh the anticipation what great celebration
C G
For you were lost but now He's found you
A Bm C
There is only rejoicing and a tender kindness shown
D G
When the prodigal comes home
[Bridge]
A G Bm G
And for every child of God who somehow lost their way
F C D
Even now He's longing for you can you hear Him say
[Chorus]
D D Bm D A
There is no condemnation just a father who's been waiting
D G#m
To put His arms around you
A Bm A
Oh the anticipation what a great celebration
D A
For you were lost but now He's found you
Bm A D
There is only rejoicing and a tender kindness shown
Em
When the prodigal
A Bm D A
There is no condemnation just a father who's been waiting
D Bm
To put His arms around you
A Bm A
Oh the anticipation what a great celebration
C# D
For you were lost but now He's found you
Bm A
When the prodigal comes home
C# F# C# F#
[Verse 1]
D#m Bm
In the mud and mire behind the fences
G#m D#m Bm
When you finally came to your senses
G#m F#
You said even the servants in my fathers house
G#m F#
Are better off than I am now
Em F#
You didn't think he'd take you in
C#
Much less call you son again
G#m F#
Instead you found mercy so beautiful and wide
G#m F# C#
That it looks beyond the foolishness to seek a wayward child
[Chorus]
F# G#m C# F#
There is no condemnation just a father who's been waiting
G#m Bm G#m
To put His arms around you
F# C# G#m F#
Oh the anticipation what a great celebration
Bm F#
For you were lost but now He's found you
G#m F# Bm
There is only rejoicing and a tender kindness shown
F# G#m C# G#m C# F# C# Em Bm C
When the prodigal comes home
[Verse 2]
Em A C
Rehearsing words to beg Him for forgivness
Em C
Then down the road you saw Him in the distance
A Bm C Bm G
As He ran to meet you face to face and rap you in His strong embrace
F Em C D
The acceptance in His eyes made you finally realise
A Em Bm G
That He will always love you, you will always be His son
C G D
No matter where you've wandered no matter what you've done
[Chorus]
G C Bm
There is no condemnation just a father who's been waiting
G C
To put His arms around you
G C A C Bm
Oh the anticipation what great celebration
C G
For you were lost but now He's found you
A Bm C
There is only rejoicing and a tender kindness shown
D G
When the prodigal comes home
[Bridge]
A G Bm G
And for every child of God who somehow lost their way
F C D
Even now He's longing for you can you hear Him say
[Chorus]
D D Bm D A
There is no condemnation just a father who's been waiting
D G#m
To put His arms around you
A Bm A
Oh the anticipation what a great celebration
D A
For you were lost but now He's found you
Bm A D
There is only rejoicing and a tender kindness shown
Em
When the prodigal
A Bm D A
There is no condemnation just a father who's been waiting
D Bm
To put His arms around you
A Bm A
Oh the anticipation what a great celebration
C# D
For you were lost but now He's found you
Bm A
When the prodigal comes home
Trick The Fox
Tricky
Tricot machine
Triddana
Trifonic