Bubijeva pesmarica

When CI find myself in Gtimes of trouble,
aMother Mary Fcomes to me.
CSpeaking words of Gwisdom, let it F Cbe. d₇ C
CAnd in my hour of Gdarkness she is
aStanding right in Ffront of me.
CSpeaking words of Gwisdom, let it F Cbe. d₇ C

Let it abe, let it Gbe, let it Fbe, let it Cbe,
Whisper words of Gwisdom, let it F Cbe.

And Cwhen the broken Ghearted people,
aLiving in the Fworld agree,
CThere will be an Ganswer, let it F Cbe. d₇ C
For Cthough they may be Gparted there is,
aStill a chance that Fthey will see.
CThere will be an Ganswer, let it F Cbe. d₇ C

Let it abe, let it Gbe, let it Fbe, let it Cbe,
There will be an Ganswer, let it F Cbe.
Let it abe, let it Gbe, let it Fbe, let it Cbe,
Whisper words of Gwisdom, let it Fbe. C

CAnd when the Gnight is cloudy, there is
aStill a light that Fshines on me.
CShine until Gtomorrow, let it Fbe. C d₇ C
I Cwake up to the Gsound of music,
aMother Mary Fcomes to me,
CSpeaking words of Gwisdom, let it F Cbe. d₇ C

Let it abe, let it Gbe, let it Fbe, let it Cbe,
There will be an Ganswer, let it F Cbe.
Let it abe, let it Gbe, let it Fbe, let it Cbe,
Whisper words of Gwisdom, let it Fbe. C