Sinéad O'Connor – If You Had A Vineyard (Guitar)

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If you had a vineyard on a fruitful hill

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And you fenced it and cleared it of all stones until

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You planted it with the choicest of vine

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And you even built a tower and a press to make wine

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And you looked that it would bring forth sweet grapes

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And it gave only wild grapes

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What would you say Jerusalem and Judah

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You be the judges I pray

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Between me and my vineyard

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This is what God says

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What more could I have done in it

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That I did not do in it

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Why when I ask it for sweetness

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It brings only bitterness

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For the vineyard of the lord of hosts

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Is the house of Israel

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His pleasant plant

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And he looks for justice but beholds oppression

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And he hopes for equality but hears a cry

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Jerusalem and Judah

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This is God's reply

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Sadness will come

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To those who build house to house

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And lay field to field 'til there's room

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For none but you to dwell in the land

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Oh, in the land

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And sadness will come to those who call evil good

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And good evil, who present darkness as light

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And light as darkness, who present as sweetness

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Only the things which are bitterness

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For the vineyard of the lord of hosts

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Is the house of Israel

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And the men of Judah his pleasant plant

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Oh, oh his pleasant plant

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Oh, that my eyes were a fountain of tears

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That I might weep for my poor people

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(for my poor people)

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For every boot stamped with fierceness

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For every cloak rolled in blood

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Jerusalem and Judah

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I'd cry if I could

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Oh, that my eyes were a fountain of tears

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That I might weep for my poor people

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Oh, that my eyes were a fountain of tears

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That I might weep for my poor people