Byrds - From a distance

And the ^Gsnow capped ^Amountains w^Dhite ^D>From a distance ^Gthe oc^Aean meets ^Dthe stream And the ^Geagle ^Atakes to ^Dflight >Fro^Gm a dista^Ance there is^Bm harmony And it ^Gechoes ^Dthru the l^Aand It's the ^Gvoice of ^Dhope it's the ^Gvoice of ^Dpeace ^GIt's the voice of ^Aevery ^Dman^G >Fro^Dm a dista^Gnce we ^Aall have ^Denough ^Gand no ^Aone is^D in need There are no guns ^Gno bombs ^Ano dis^Bmease ^Gno hungry ^Amouths to f^Deed >Fro^Gm a dista^Ance we ^Bmare instruments march^Ging t^Do a com^Amon band Playing ^Gsongs of ^Dhope playing ^Gsongs of p^Deace They're the ^Gsongs of ^Aevery ^Dman God is ^Gwatching ^Aus God is ^Bmwatching us God is ^Gwatching us ^Afrom D A distance D G A D G A

^Dwar >From a dista^Gnce I ca^An't com^Bmprehend w^Ghat all t^Ahis war ^Dis for >Fro^Gm a dista^Ance there^Bm is harmony and^G it ech^Does thru t^Ahe land It's the ^Ghope of ^Dhopes it's the ^Glove of ^Dloves it's the ^Gheart of ^Aevery ^Bmman It's the ^Ghope of ^Dhopes it's the ^Glove of ^Dloves it's the ^Gsoul of ^Aevery ^Dman