Gift chords – Garth Brooks Vsion 2

 Gift
Garth Brooks

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Capo 2 fret
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Intro:


   D 
A poor orphan girl named Maria
                           A7 
Was walking to market one day.

She stopped for to rest by the roadside
                                 D 
Where a bird with a broken wing lay.

A few moments passed 'til she saw it,
                                    A7 
For its feathers were covered with sand.

But soon clean and wrapped it was traveling
                                D 
In the warmth of Maria's small hand.


     G             
She happily gave her last peso
      D A7 D 
On a cage made of rushes and twine
     G               
She fed it loose corn from the market
     D A7        
And watched it grow stronger with time.
         D 
Now the Christmas Eve service was coming
                                      A7 
And the church shone with tinsel and light

And all of the townsfolk brought presents
                           D 
To lay by the manger that night

There were diamonds and incense and perfumes
                       A7 
In packages fit for a king.

But for one ragged bird in a small cage,
                      D 
Maria had nothing to bring.


     G            
She waited till just before mid-night
    D A7 D 
So no one would see her go in
      G 
And, crying, she knelt by the manger
         D A7 
For her gift was unworthy of him.

(Key change to E)

        E 
Then a voice spoke to her through the darkness,
                            B7 
"Maria, what brings you to me?

If the bird in the cage is your offering, 
                       E 
Open the door, let me see."

Though she trembled, she did as he asked her
                              B7 
And out of the cage the bird flew

Soaring up into the rafters
                                   E 
On a wing that had healed good as new.


      A 
Just then the midnight bells rang out
         E B7 E       
And the little bird started to sing
   A                      
A song that no words could recapture
       E B7 
Whose beauty was fit for a king



 E 
Now Maria felt blessed just to listen
                                    B7 
To that cascade of notes sweet and long

As her offering was lifted to heaven
                                      E 
By the very first nightingale's song 
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