Phil Ochs - The Bells Lyrics
Pre>DHear the sledges with the bellsG dSilver bellsWhat a world of merrimentC dTheir melody foretellsC em aHow they tinkle, tinkle, tinkleC em aIn the icy air of nightC em aAll the heavens seem to twinkleC em aWith a crystalline delightD bmKeeping time, time, timeF#m aWith a sort of runic rhymeDFrom the tintinnabulationC dThat so musically wellsD g d a7 d g dFrom the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bellsG a7 dFrom the jingling and the tinkling of the bellsHear the mellow wedding bellsGolden bellsWhat a world of happinessTheir harmony foretellsThrough the balmy air of nightHow they ring out their delightThrough the dances and the yellsAnd the rapture that impelsHow it swellsHow it dwellsOn the futureHow it tellsFrom the swinging and the ringing of the molten golden bellsOf the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bellsOf the rhyming and the chiming of the bellsHear the loud alarum bellsBrazen bellsWhat a tale of terror nowTheir turbulency tellsMuch too horrified to speakOh, they can only shriekFor all the ears to knowHow the danger ebbs and flowsLeaping higher, higher, higherWith a desperate desireIn a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fireWith the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bellsWith the clamor and the clanging of the bellsHear the tolling of the bellsIron bellsWhat a world of solemn thought their monody compelsFor all the sound that floatsFrom the rust within our throatsAnd the people sit and groanIn their muffled monotoneAnd the tolling, tolling, tollingFeels a glory in the rollingFrom the throbbing and the sobbingOf the melancholy bellsOh, the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bellsOh, the moaning and the groaning of the bells./pre>