Newsgroups: rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature WE SING HALLELUJAH Richard Thompson Intro A man is like a rusty wheel On a rusty cart He sings his song as he rattles along and then he falls apart. CHORUS And We'll sing hallelujah At the turning of the year And we work all day in the old fashioned way 'Til the shining star appears A man is like a briar He covers himself with thorns he laughs like a clown when his fortunes are down And his clothes are ragged and torn CHORUS A man is like a three string fiddle Hanging on the wall. He plays when somebody scrapes on the bow Or he can't play at all. CHORUS A man is like his father Wishes he'd never been born. He longs for the time when the clock bell will chime And he's dead for evermore. CHORUS