Weave Me The Sunshine

{title:Weave Me the Sunshine}

{st:Peter Yarrow}

{c:Chorus:}

[C]Weave, [D]weave, [G]weave me the [Em]sunshine

[C]Out of the [D]falling [G]rain.[Em]

[C]Weave me the [D]hope of a [G]new to[Em]morrow,

And [A7]fill my cup ag[D]ain.

[C]Weave, [D]weave, [G]weave me the [Em]sunshine

[C]Out of the [D]falling [G]rain.[Em]

[C]Weave me the [D]hope of a [G]new to[Em]morrow,

And [A7]fill my cup ag[D]ain.

Well I've [Em]seen the steel and [Bm]concrete crumble,

Shine on [D]me ag[G]ain.

The [Em]proud and the mighty [A7]all have stumbled,

Shine on me ag[D7]ain.

{c:Chorus.}

They say that the tree of loving,

Shine on me again,

Grows on the bank of the river of suffering,

Shine on me again.

{c:Chorus.}

If only I could heal your sorrow,

Shine on me again,

I'd help you to find your new tomorrow,

Shine on me again.

{c:Chorus.}

Only you can climb that mountain,

Shine on me again,

If you want to drink at that golden fountain,

Shine on me again.

{c:Chorus.}

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# Submitted to the ftp.nevada.edu:/pub/guitar archives

# by Steve Putz <putz@parc.xerox.com>

# 7 September 1992