[verse] Come round by my side & I'll sing you a B song F# I'll sing it so softly it'll E F# do no one wrong F# On Birmingham Sunday F# the blood ran like wine E F# And the choirs kept singing of freedom F# That cold autumn morning no B eyes saw the sun F# And Addie Mae Collins, E C# her number was "one" F# C# At an old baptist church there was F# no need to run E F# And the choirs kept singing of freedom [verse] F# The clouds they were dark and the B autumn winds blew F# And Denise McNair brought the E C# number to "two" F# C# The falcon of death was the F# creature they knew E F# And the choirs kept singing of freedom F# The church it was crowded, B and no one could see F# E That Cynthia Wesley's dark number was C# "three" F# C# Her prayers and her feeling would F# shame you and me E F# And the choirs kept singing of freedom [verse] F# B Young Carol Robertson entered the door F# E And the number her killers had given was C# "four" F# C# She asked for a blessing but F# asked for no more E F# And the choirs kept singing of freedom F# On Birmingham Sunday B a noise shook the ground F# And the people all over E C# the earth turned around F# C# F# For no on recalled a more cowardly sound E F# And the choirs kept singing of freedom [verse] F# B The men in the forest they once asked of me F# E How many blackberries grow in the blue C# sea F# C# I asked them right back with a F# tear in my eye E F# How many dark ships in the forest? F# The Sunday has come and the B Sunday has gone F# And I can't do much more than to E C# sing you a song F# C# F# I'll sing it so softly it'll do no one wrong E F# And the choirs kept singing of freedom