by Dave Rawlings Machine (www.daverawlingsmachine.com) capo 5 C C/B Am C/B Look at the world, it's walking up C C/B F G I couldn't sleep for dreaming C C/B Am C/B My weary soul is finally home C C/B F G I had the strangest feeling Am G This is the dawn, the break of day Am G After the midnight parted C C/B Am C/B These ringing ears have waited years F G C To hear the bells of Harlem Far down the streets, I see the signs The crowd is breathing faster Some must have walked a hundred blocks I see the flocks and pastors Oh what a time, to be alive Tears of the past forgotten It's been a long, and lonely night I hear the bells of Harlem Am Em They ring, they ring, they sing, they sing Am F G The darkest hour has passed Am Em G They ring, they ring, they sing, they sing D G A little joy at long last Am G The brightest rose, ain't no more cane Am G We ground it down to sorghum C C/B Am C/B We couldn't stop, the freedom train F G C I hear the bells of Harlem The lyrics might not be exactly right, that last verse is particularly hard to make out, but this song is just gorgeous I think. werd, laura