Hallelujah Bob Dylan

They say there was a secret chord
That David played, and pleased the Lord
You don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lifts
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

You saw her bathing on the roof
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your faith, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the
Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Well you say I took the name in vain
I didn't even know the name
And if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light in every word
It doesn't matter what you heard
The broken or the holy Hallelujah