Bruce Springsteen - Death to my hometown

^C(C^Fhant) ^COh no cannonball did fly, no rifles cut us ^Fdown ^CNo bombs fell from the sky, no blood did soak the ^Fground No ^Cpowder flash blinded the eye, no deathly thunder ^Fsounded But ^Cjust as sure as the hand of God, they brought ^Cdeath to ^Gmy home^Ctown ^CThey brought ^Cdeath to ^Gmy home^Ctown, boys

^C(C^Fhant) ^CNo shells ripped the evening sky, no cities burning ^Fdown No armies ^Cstormed the shores for which we'd die no dictators were ^Fcrowned ^CI awoke from a quiet night, I never heard a ^Fsound Ma^Crauders raided in the dark and brought ^Cdeath to ^Gmy home^Ctown, boys ^CDeath to ^Gmy home^Ctown

^C(C^Fhant) They des^Ftroyed our families' factories ^Cand they took our homes They ^Fleft our bodies on the plains, the ^Cvultures picked our ^Gbones

So ^Clisten up, my sonny boy, be ready for when they ^Fcome ^CFor they'll be returning sure as the rising ^Fsun Now ^Cget yourself a song to sing and sing it 'til you're ^Fdone

Yeah, ^Fsing it ^Chard and ^Fsing it ^Cwell Send the ^Frobber ^Cbarons ^Fstraight to ^Chell The ^Fgreedy ^Cthieves who ^Fcame a^Cround And ^Fate the ^Cflesh of every^Fthing they ^Cfound Whose ^Fcrimes have ^Cgone un^Fpunished ^Cnow Who ^Fwalk the ^Cstreets as ^Ffree men ^Cnow

Oh they brought ^Cdeath to ^Gour home^Ctown, boys ^CDeath to ^Gour home^Ctown, boys ^CDeath to ^Gour home^Ctown, boys ^CDeath to ^Gour home^Ctown, whoa!

^C(C^Fhant)