Capo: 4 Tuning: E A D G B E

Unsure about a few chords in the break but think this is pretty close. To get the picking right use open chords and thumb pick the bass note with the higher strings alternately. The second chord in the main progression is hard to place but I have it down as something like the chord below, a variation of Em/G#. If anyone can get it more accurate please comment! :) Em/G# F#dim e|-----x----------x----| B|-----0----------1----| G|-----0----------2----| D|-----2----------0----| A|-----x----------x----| E|-----4----------2----| [Verse 1]

^CHistory's been l^Em/G#eaning on me l^Amately; ^Am7/G ^Fmaj7I can feel the future b^Greathing down my neck ^CAnd all the things I ^Em/G#thought were true When ^AmI was young, and ^Am7/Gyou were too ^D9/F#Turned out to be broken And I ^Gdon't know what comes next

[Chorus]

In a ^Amworld that has d^Fecided That it's ^Cgoing to lose its^G mind Be more k^Amind, my frien^Fds, try to be m^Core kind

C Em/G# Am Am7/G Fmaj7 G [Verse 2]

They've s^Ctarted raising ^Em/G#walls around the w^Amorld now ^Am7/G Like ^Fmaj7hackles raised upon a cornered c^Gat ^COn the borders, ^Em/G#in our heads Between ^Amthings that can and ^Am7/Gcan't be said We've stopped t^D9/F#alking to each other And there's so^Gmething wrong with that

[Chorus]

So b^Amefore you go out se^Farching Don't d^Cecide what you wil^Gl find Be more ^Amkind, my friends, tr^Fy to be more ki^Cnd

[Break]

You should k^Cnow ^Em you're not a^Amlone ^F#dim And that trouble c^Comes, ^Em and trouble g^Amoes ^F#dim How this ^Cends, ^Em no one k^Amnows ^F#dim So hold on ^Ctight ^Em when the wind ^Amblows

Fmaj7 G C Am Fmaj7 C [Verse 3]

The ^Cwind blew both of ^Em/G#us to sand and s^Amea ^Am7/G And ^D9/F#where the dry land stands is hard to sa^Gy As the ^Ccurrent drags us b^Em/G#y the shore We ^Amcan no longer ^Am7/Gsay for sure Who's d^D9/F#rowning, or if they can be sa^Gved

[Chorus]

^AmBut when you're out there f^Floundering Like a l^Cighthouse I will ^Gshine Be more ^Amkind, my friend^Fs, try to be mor^Ce kind

Like a ^Ambeacon reaching o^Fut To you and y^Cours from me an^Gd mine Be more ^Amkind, my friend^Fs, try to be mor^Ce kind

In a ^Amworld that has de^Fcided That it's ^Cgoing to lose its^G mind Be more k^Amind, my friend^Fs, try to be mo^Cre kind

Frank Turner - Be more kind