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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse 1]
GWhat a Cpiece of Gwork is man GHow noCble in Greason GHow inCfinite in Gfaculties CIn form and moving how exFpress and admCirable G GIn action how lCike an angGel CIn apprehension Fhow like a Cgod G The Gbeauty Cof the Gworld The GparagCon of aGnimals
[Chorus]
GI have of late But wAmherefore I know D7not, lost all my Gmirth This gEmoodly frame The Emearth seems to mEm7e a sterile prComontorGy This mGost excellent Emcanopy The Aair look you This Abrave o'erhanging Dfirmament This majestical Emroof Fretted with Amgolden fire Why iCt appears no other Dthing to me Than a Dfoul and pestilent congregation Of vGapors
[Verse 2]
GWhat a Cpiece of Gwork is man GHow Cnoble in rGeason G F#m Em
[Bridge]
EmHow dare they Dtry To Cend this bG/Eeauty? EmHow dare they Dtry To Cend this bGeauty?
[Verse 2]
EmWalking in ASpace, We find the purpose of DpeaGce EmThe beauty of lAife You can no longer Dhide
[Chorus]
GOur eyes are Dopen, COur eyes are Gopen. EmOur eyes are Dopen, COur eyes are Gopen.
[Ending]
GWide CWide GWide