Many Mansions

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