The Hoosiers - Little brutes

They c^Emaught wind of the weak and tied him to^B a tree today. Paul's^C father says they're pests destined to^B just be strays. They br^Emoke his little back with a little gam^Be they played. Boys wi^Cll be boys, isn't that what grown up^Bs say?

I just s^Ctood there, silent, rooted^G to the spot. Marvelin^Bg at how brave I'm not.

Don't yo^Emu see it's already too lat^Be for them. Where are m^Cen of action, can't the^By do something? The sun w^Emas growing faint and slipp^Bing from God's hand. The day ^Crefused to wait and rushed ^Bto bury it's head into the sand.

If I could ^Conly get up and stand ^Gfor myself. I have to join the L^Bittle Brutes, sadly I'm not bullet-proof.