David Bowie - Cygnet commitee
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DI bless you mD/Cadly
BmSadly Bbas I tie my sDhoe
I love you bD/Cadly
BmJust in tBbime at times I gueDss D/C
BeBmcause of yBbou I need to rDest D/C
BBmecause it s Bbyou that sets the tDest
EbSo much has gone and lBbmittle is new
BbmAnd as the spaArrow sings
Dawn chF#orus for
SBbmomeone else to hear
BbmThe thinker sAits alone
GrF#owing oBbmlder
And so bitter
FI gave Them life I gave Them allBbm
They Cdrained my very sFmoul dry
FI crushed my heart to ease Their pBbmains
No thoCught for me remFmains there Ab
BbmNothing can they Dbspare
What of mCe
AmWho pFraised Their efforts to be free
WGords Cof strength and care and sympathy
AmI opFen doors that would have blocked their way
GC
I braved Their cause to guide for little pay
AmI ravagFed at my finanace just for Those
TGhoCse whose claims were steeped in peace tranquility
AmThosFe who said a new world new ways ever free
ThosGe whCose promises stretched in hope and grace for me
Am F G
DI blD/Cess you madly
BmBb D
Sadly as I tie my shoe
D/CI love you badly
JBmust iBbn timeD at D/Ctimes I guess
BmBb D D/C
Because of you I need to rest
BeBmcausBbe itD s you that sets the test
EbSo mucBbmh has gone and little is new
BbmAnd Aas the sunrise stream
F#Bbm
Flickers on me
My BbmfriendAs talk of glory untold dream
F#WhereBbm all is God and God is just a word
FWe hadBbm a friend a talking man
CWhoFm spoke of many powers that he had
NFot ofBbm the best of men but Ours
We uCsedFm himAb We let him use his powers
BbmDb
We let him fill our needs
NCow we are strong
AmAndF the road is coming to its end
NGow tChe damned have not time to make amends
AmF
No purse of token fortunes stands in Our way
The sGilentC guns of love will blast the sky
AmF
We broke the ruptured structure build of age
GC
Our weapons were tongues of crying rage
AmF
Where money stood we planted seeds of rebirth
GAnCd stabbed the backs of fathers sons of dirt
InAmfiltrated business cesspools
HatiFng through Our sleeves
YGea and We slit the Catholic throat
StoCned the poor on slogans as
Wish You Could Hear
Love AmIs All We Need
Kick Out The Jams
Kick Out Your Mother
CuFt Up Your Friend
ScrGew Up Your Brother or He ll Get You In the End
CAm
And We Know the Flag of Love is from Above
FAnd We Can Force You to Be Free
GAnd CWe Can Force You to Believe
AnAmd I close my eyes and tighten up my brain
FoFr I once read a book in which the lovers were slain
GFor they Knew not the words of the Free States refrain
It said
IC Believe in the Power of Good
I BeAmlieve in the State of Love
I WFill Fight For the Right to be Right
G
CI Will Kill for the Good of the Fight for the Right to be Right
AndAm I opFen my eyes to look around
AGnd I see a child laid slain on the ground
CAs Ama love machine lumbers through desolation rows
FPlouGghing down man woman listening to its command
ButC not hearing anymore
Not hearAmingF anymore
GJust the shrieks from the old rich
And CI Want to Believe
In Gthe madness that calls Now
And CI Want to Believe
ThaGt a light is shining through somehow
And BbI Want to Believe
FAnd You Want to Believe
And WCe Want to Believe
And GWe Want to Live
Oh WAbe Want to Live
BbWe Want to Live
CWe Want to Live
marching-type beat configuration appears
We WaGnt to Live
AbWe Want to Live
BbWe Want To Live
CI Want to Live
GI Want to Live
I WanAbt to Live
I WanBbt to Live
CI Want to Live
GI Want to Live
LAbive
LBbive
LCive