Hallelujah

D-G-D-D-Em-A-Bm-A-D-G-D-Em-G-D D We sang Halle-G-lujah, has it stopped D raining? Though the D priest had stopped be-Em-lieving a long time a-A-go And his com-Bm-panion began to A laugh at the i-D-rony o' G that And we D walked along in Em an un-G-confortable D silence Yeah Bm ha- ha- ha- A hallelu-D-jah Bm ha- ha- ha- A hallelu-G-jah D St. Patrick led the sailor into the wasteland A herd of swine surrounded them one day It was the answer to their prayers, a sure sign that God, he cared But McCarthy disagreed: it's not that simple So hallelujah Hallelujah The fisherman, he rode the city's river The dirty water rose through sorry planks And the vandal Moranjou? 'pon Gay St. heard the news They commissioned him to rise up from the cobbles Yeah Bm ha-A-llelu-D-jah Bm ha-A-llelu-D-jah Bm ha-A-llelu-G-jah D