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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
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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
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