Tono: C
Introducción:
C
I didn?t even know the man
Dm
I didn?t know the man himself
G
Even though his music filled my life
C
As it has so many others
C
I knew that he had died that week
Dm
After fighting death a year or more
G
But I had had a rule before
C
That funerals were a waste of flowers
Am
But something said I had to go
Em
To be a witness to his gift of love
F
A man who never once gave up on life
Dm G
Until death took him in its tracks
C
The people stood around the church
Dm
Ten thousand people there they say or more
G
Black and white and rich and poor
C
Together they were there to say farewell
C
In New York City it had rained that day
Dm
The streets were silver and the sky was gray
G
In the church the music sailed and sang
C
And seemed to fill the air with shining sun
Am
The man was a hero
Em
He played the music of our souls
F
He knew that we all have in us
Dm G
A place where beauty always grows
C
Outside in the streets again
Dm
The people wandered through the falling rain
G
They waved their hands and dried their tears
C
And turned to go about their lives again
C
But none of us will be the same
Dm
If we hear the things his music says
G
That loving is the gift of life
C
And making music was his way of love
Am
The man was a hero
Em
He sang the music of our souls
F
He knew that we all have in us
Dm G
A place where beauty always grows
C
Always grows