Written by Leonard Cohen
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Well, I've heard that there is a secret chord
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That David played, and it pleased the Lord
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But you don't really care for music, do ya?
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It goes like this: the fourth, the fifth
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The minor fall, and the major lift
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And the baffled king composing hallelujah
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[chorus]
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Hallelujah, hallelujah
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Hallelujah, hallelujah
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Well, your faith was strong but you needed proof
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You saw her bathing on the roof
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Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
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She tied you to her kitchen chair
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She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
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And from your lips she drew the hallelujah
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[chorus]
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Well darling, I've been here before
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I've seen this room and I've walked these floors
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You know, I used to live alone before I knew ya
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I've seen your flag on the marble arch
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And love is not a victory march
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It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
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[chorus]
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Oh yeah,
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Well, there was a time when you let me know
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What's really going on below
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But now you never show that to me, do ya?
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Hey, remember when I moved in you
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The holy dove was moving too
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And every breath you drew was hallelujah
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It was
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[chorus]
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So maybe there's a God above
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But all I ever learned from love
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Is how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya
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It's not a cry that you hear at night
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It's not somebody who's seen the light
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It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
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It was
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[chorus]
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Hey Hallelujah
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Hallelujah
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Brandi Carlile |