Please call me by my true name
My [Dm] joy’s like spring so warm It [C] makes flowers [C] bloom All [F] over the [Bb] earth My [Dm] pain’s like a river of tears So [Gm] vast it [C] fills the [Bb] four o-[Dm] ceans Please [F] call me by my [C] true names So I can [A] hear all my cries …