| D | |
| They say the | mountain is high |
| G | A | D | - | G | - | A | |
| And | you'll never | move | it. |
| D | |
| Ah, but be | fore I believe that, |
| G | A | D | - | G | - | A | |
| They'll | just have to | prov | e it | . |
| D | |
| I have a | hammer in my hand, |
| G | A | D | - | G | - | A | |
| And | faith in my | hear | t. |
| G | Em | |
| I've already | waited too long | , |
| A - G - D G A |
| And I'm ready to start. |
| D | G | A | D | - | G | - | A | |
| Chippin' away, | little by little, | day by day. |
| D | G | A | D | |
| Chippin' away, and the | walls will come | tumbling | down. |
| G | A | D | - | G | - | A | |
| Oh what a | wonderful | soun | d. |
| There is a wall around the church, |
| And a wall around the prison. |
| I think the wall around your heart, baby |
| Is blocking out your vision. |
| So put a hammer in your hand, |
| And faith in your heart. |
| You've already waited too long |
| Aren't you ready to start. |
| Chippin' away, little by little, day by day. |
| Chippin' away, and the walls will come tumbling down, |
| Oh what a wonderful sound. |
| Oh what a wonderful sound. |
| I've already waited too long, |
| And I'm ready to start. |
| Chippin' away, little by little, day by day. |
| I will be chippin' away, and the walls will come tumbling down, |
| Oh what a wonderful sound. |
| Litte by little and day by day. |
| Chippin' away, and the walls will come tumbling down, |
| Oh what a wonderful sound. |