Chris de Burgh - The sound of a gun

^BmI have seen the diamond stylus, C^Gut a groove from north to south, H^Bmeard them calling from the islands for a b^Getter day, ^BmOne by one they tell their story, ^GOne by one it's just the same, "They^F#m've taken our leaders, And all their believers are p^Garalysed, And now we c^Bman't t^Aurn b^Bmack, somebody is watching you! D^Bmon't t^Aurn r^Bmound, yesterday's gone! And ^Emeven the children are w^Bmaking at midnight in t^Cears, Didn't anyone hear? Mother, mother, mother..."

H^Gush child g^Ao to sleep, it's ^Conly the s^Dound of a g^Emun, H^Gush child g^Ao to sleep, it's ^Conly the s^Dound of a g^Emun, Ooo^Bmoh, aa^Emah, ooo^Bmoh, ^G a^Aaa^Bmh,

L^Bmooking out my bedroom window, ^GI remember early days, Wh^Bmen the shot that wounded millions took our br^Geath away, But n^Bmow the shadow of a gunman, W^Gith his balaclava eyes, is m^F#making the news, Calling out the warnings on the t^Gelephone, "You're in ^Bmthe ^Aline^Bm of fire, wish there was another way! L^Bmine ^Aof f^Bmire, anything goes," And wh^Emo is the winner, and wh^Bmat will the minister s^Cay, At the end of the day? Never, never, never, never!

H^Gush child g^Ao to sleep, it's ^Conly the s^Dound of a g^Emun, H^Gush child g^Ao to sleep, it's ^Conly the s^Dound of a g^Emun,

This ^Bmis bella soma, this ^Gis bella soma, This ^Emis bella soma, this ^Bmis bella soma, This ^Emis bella soma, this ^Cis bella soma, Mother, mother, mother...

H^Gush child g^Ao to sleep, it's ^Conly the s^Dound of a g^Emun, H^Gush child g^Ao to sleep, it's ^Conly the s^Dound of a g^Emun, H^Gush child g^Ao to sleep, it's ^Conly the s^Dound of a g^Emun, H^Gush child d^Ao not weep, it's ^Conly the s^Dound of a w^Borld on the r^Emun, You're h^Cearing the s^Dound of a g^Emun. ^{Bm Em Bm Em C A D A}