The Stanfields - Afraid of the world

^GA line was drawn in the sand By a ^Cfool with a big stick and ^Gtiny ^G/F#hands He ^Empromised a wall, ^Gtalked about greatness Am C D* C And dared to speak for me

But ^EmI'm not afraid of the ^Gworld ^CI'm not afraid of the ^Gworld^G/F# I'm ^Cafraid of big money, the ^Gcold one per^G/F#cent ^AmCasting me out when I ^Emcan't pay the rent ^CClaiming the high ground when ^Geverything's ^G/F#spent But ^CI'm not ^Amafraid of the ^Emworl^Gd ^CI'm not af^Amraid of the ^Gworld

^GA line was drawn in the sand By a ^Cfool who claimed to be ^Gfreedom's last ^G/F#stand ^EmTore up accords, ar^Grested the neighbours Am C D* C And dared to speak for me

But ^EmI'm not afraid of the ^Gworld ^CI'm not afraid of the ^Gworld^G/F# I'm ^Cafraid of big talkers who ^Gact like they ^G/F#know ^AmSacrifice, struggle and ^Emlife down below ^CThe dizzying heights of the ^Gstatus ^G/F#quo But ^CI'm not ^Amafraid of the ^Emworld^{G C}I'm not ^Amafraid of the ^Gworld

As mid^Cnight approaches, an ^Amominous cry From the ^Emwolves on the hill and the ^Ghawks in the sky Turn ^Dplowshare to sword, turn letter to lead Now enou^Ggh with the discourse and ^Bmbring out your dead ^CSleep in the knowledge that ^Amsomebody poorer than ^Emyou Is fodder for a^Gnother useless war ^DWaged upon children, smote from afar By a ^Ghellfire volley and a ^Bmvictory cigar

^CI'm not ^Amafraid of the ^Emworld, it's ^Gafraid of me ^CI'm not ^Amafraid of the ^Emworld, it's ^Gafraid of me ^CI'm not ^Amafraid of the ^Emworld It's ^Cafraid of ^Gme It's ^Amafraid of ^Emme It's ^Cafraid of ^Gme It's ^Amafraid of ^Gme