Julie Miller - Dangerous place

^EmLittle ^Dones to ^Ghim don't be^Dlong ^CLittle ^Gones, where ^Dhave you ^Agone? ^EmWas it a ^Dwar that ^Gstilled your ^Dvoice? ^CYes, but it ^Gwasn't your ^Dmother's ^Achoice

^EmWhere was the ^Dpreacher's ^Ghealing ^Dhand When ^Cchildren ^Gdied a^Dcross the ^Aland? ^EmWas it in ^Dsearch of ^Gsaving ^Dlife? No, ^Cdeath came ^Gfrom his ^Dvoice like a ^Aknife

It's a ^Cdangerous, ^Ddangerous, ^Emdangerous ^Dplace ^CDangerous, ^Ddangerous ^Gplace to be these ^Ddays

Now ^Emfive months ^Dearly ^Gyou sur^Dvive But '^Ctil you're ^Gborn, well, ^Dyou're not a^Alive ^EmViolence and ^Dwar de^Gmand a sacri^Dfice And ^Cchildren ^Gare ^Dthe ^Aprice

It's a ^Cdangerous, ^Ddangerous, ^Emdangerous ^Dplace ^CDangerous, ^Ddangerous ^Gplace to be these ^Ddays

^EmLittle ^Dones to ^Ghim don't be^Dlong ^CYou are ^Gweak, and ^Dwe were ^Awrong Now ^Emwe will ^Dnever ^Ghear your ^Dvoice And ^Cit was our ^Gown poli^Dtician's ^Achoice