I know you requested chords, but it's also nice to have lyrics:

The Sampler Song
(Bill Staines)

Just a little to the left of the big front window
In the house where I was born and raised
Up on the wall, all framed in golden
And sewn with love, hung a simple phrase.
And when the world grew dark and troubled
And the cold hard times seemed there to stay
Those little words spelled out their treasure
And shone a light on a weary day.

"I cannot play, I cannot sing
But I can try like anything."
Those little words spelled out their treasure
And shone a light on the weary day.

Against the wall, the old piano
Brought me to tears from time to time
When Mama played her gentle music
It spoke to me in endless rhyme.

I could not play, I could not sing
But I could try like anything
When Mama played her gentle music
It spoke to me in endless rhyme.

Now and then the years bring back the hours
When a kindly word was a worthy friend
And that little phrase sewn 'round with flowers
Brings a gift of love and some light again.

"I cannot play, I cannot sing
But I can try like anything."
Those little words sewn 'round with flowers
Bring a gift of love and some light again.

Those little words sewn 'round with flowers
Bring a gift of love and some light again.


Words and music by Bill Staines,
© by Mineral River Music/BMI


from the 1995 Bill Staines album, Looking for the Wind

lyrics found at www.acousticmusic.com and corrected with recording - "sewn" and "shone," for example.

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I've never paid attention to this song before. What a lovely song!
-Joe-