Everything to Love

words & music by Geoff Bartley 1988
Published by Joshua Omar's Music BMI
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Center slowly down, stand and listen
Hear the river singing in your ear
Beating like a heart, like a bird in flight
On earth there is nothing to fear

And the spirit moves from hand to hand
A fiddle across the fields
Joining in to God's own band
Everything to love must yield

To life sweet and fine I would give my hands
To love I raise my glass
Let the heart and mind sing the gifts of living
As countless as the blades of grass

And the spirit moves from hand to hand
A fiddle across the fields
Joining in to God's own band
Everything to love must yield

Up here in these hills O I got summer in my soul!
Friends and laughter filling up this hall!
Let us kind and honest and constant be
For these are the measure of us all

And the spirit moves from hand to hand
A fiddle across the fields
Joining in to God's own band
Everything to love must yield

And the spirit moves from hand to hand
A fiddle across the fields
Joining in to God's own band
Everything to love must yield
Everything to love must yield!



I Am the Heart


Geoff; vocal, 1971 Martin D-35 in Dropped D tuning capo 3


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