Intro:
Like the wings stolen from an angel
Like pebbles gone from the roads
Like a dove caught in a storm
Tonight he s in the Lord s Arms
(and so on...)
The wind it blew straight through us
And whispered to me in tongues
I was told I was wrong
Tonight he would be in the Lord s Arms
Tonight he is in the Lord s Arms
(bridge:play the chords of the verse)
So I drinked this wine to him
With each glass of memory
He left with his crown of thornes
Tonight he s in the Lord s Arms
Tonight he s in the Lord s Arms
Tonight he s in the Lord s Arms
