Chords for Bob Dylan - Masters of War (Lyrics)
Tempo:
85.45 bpm
Chords used:
Fm
F
Bb
C
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Come you masters of war, you that build the big guns, you that build the death planes,
[F] you that build all the [Fm] bombs, you that hide behind walls, you that hide behind desks,
I just want you to know I can see through your masks.
You that never done [Fm] nothing but build to destroy, you play with my world [F] like it's your little [Fm] toy.
You put a gun in my hand and [Bb] you hide from [Fm] my eyes, and you turn and run farther when those fast bullets fly.
Like Judas of old, you lie and deceive, a world war can be won, [F] you want me to [Fm] believe.
But I see through your eyes, [F]
and I see through your [Fm] brain, like I see through the water [F] that runs down [Fm] my drain.
You fasten all the triggers for [F] the others to fire, [Fm] and then you sit back and watch [F]
[C] when the death count gets [Fm] higher.
You hide in your mansion while [Bb] the young [Fm] people's blood flows out of their bodies and is buried in the mud.
You've thrown the worst spear that can ever be hurled, prepared to bring children into [F]
[Fm] the world,
before [F] threatening my baby, unborn and [Fm] unnamed.
You ain't worth the blood [C] that runs in your veins, how much do I know?
But to talk out of turn, you must say that I'm young, you must say I'm unlearned.
But there's one thing I know, [F] I'm younger [Fm] than you, that even Jesus would [Bb] never forgive what [Fm] you do.
Let me ask you one question, is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness?
[Bb] Do you think that it [Fm] could?
I think you will find when your death takes its toll, all the money [F] you made will never [Gm] buy [Fm] back your soul.
And I hope that you die, and your death will come soon.
I follow your casket by the pale afternoon, and I watch while you lured down to your deathbed,
and I stand over your grave, [F] and I'm sure that [Fm] you're dead.
[F] you that build all the [Fm] bombs, you that hide behind walls, you that hide behind desks,
I just want you to know I can see through your masks.
You that never done [Fm] nothing but build to destroy, you play with my world [F] like it's your little [Fm] toy.
You put a gun in my hand and [Bb] you hide from [Fm] my eyes, and you turn and run farther when those fast bullets fly.
Like Judas of old, you lie and deceive, a world war can be won, [F] you want me to [Fm] believe.
But I see through your eyes, [F]
and I see through your [Fm] brain, like I see through the water [F] that runs down [Fm] my drain.
You fasten all the triggers for [F] the others to fire, [Fm] and then you sit back and watch [F]
[C] when the death count gets [Fm] higher.
You hide in your mansion while [Bb] the young [Fm] people's blood flows out of their bodies and is buried in the mud.
You've thrown the worst spear that can ever be hurled, prepared to bring children into [F]
[Fm] the world,
before [F] threatening my baby, unborn and [Fm] unnamed.
You ain't worth the blood [C] that runs in your veins, how much do I know?
But to talk out of turn, you must say that I'm young, you must say I'm unlearned.
But there's one thing I know, [F] I'm younger [Fm] than you, that even Jesus would [Bb] never forgive what [Fm] you do.
Let me ask you one question, is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness?
[Bb] Do you think that it [Fm] could?
I think you will find when your death takes its toll, all the money [F] you made will never [Gm] buy [Fm] back your soul.
And I hope that you die, and your death will come soon.
I follow your casket by the pale afternoon, and I watch while you lured down to your deathbed,
and I stand over your grave, [F] and I'm sure that [Fm] you're dead.
Key:
Fm
F
Bb
C
Gm
Fm
F
Bb
_ _ _ _ Come you masters of war, _ you that build the big guns, _ you that build the death planes, _
[F] you that build all the [Fm] bombs, _ _ you that hide behind walls, _ you that hide behind desks,
_ I just want you to know I can see through your masks.
_ You that never done [Fm] nothing _ _ but build to destroy, _ _ you play with my world [F] _ like it's your little [Fm] toy.
_ _ You put a gun in my hand and [Bb] you hide from [Fm] my eyes, _ and you turn and run farther when those fast bullets fly. _
_ Like Judas of old, _ _ you lie and deceive, _ a world war can be won, _ [F] you want me to [Fm] believe. _
_ _ But I see through your eyes, [F]
and I see through your [Fm] brain, _ _ like I see through the water [F] that runs down [Fm] my drain. _ _
_ _ _ _ You fasten all the triggers _ for [F] the others to fire, _ [Fm] and then you sit back and watch [F] _
[C] when the death count gets [Fm] higher.
_ You hide in your mansion while [Bb] the young [Fm] people's blood _ _ flows out of their bodies and is buried in the mud.
_ _ You've thrown the worst spear _ _ that can ever be hurled, _ _ prepared to bring children into [F] _
[Fm] the world,
_ before [F] threatening my baby, _ _ unborn and [Fm] unnamed. _ _
You ain't worth the blood [C] that runs in your veins, _ _ _ _ how much do I know?
_ But to talk out of turn, _ you must say that I'm young, _ you must say I'm unlearned.
But there's one thing I know, [F] _ I'm younger [Fm] than you, _ that even Jesus would [Bb] never forgive what [Fm] you do.
_ Let me ask you one question, _ is your money that good? _ _
Will it buy you forgiveness?
_ _ [Bb] Do you think that it [Fm] could?
_ _ I think you will find when your death takes its toll, _ all the money [F] you made will never [Gm] buy [Fm] back your soul. _
_ And I hope that you die, _ _ and your death will come soon.
_ _ I follow your casket _ by the pale afternoon, _ _ and I watch while you lured down to your deathbed,
_ and I stand over your grave, [F] and I'm sure that [Fm] you're dead. _ _ _
[F] you that build all the [Fm] bombs, _ _ you that hide behind walls, _ you that hide behind desks,
_ I just want you to know I can see through your masks.
_ You that never done [Fm] nothing _ _ but build to destroy, _ _ you play with my world [F] _ like it's your little [Fm] toy.
_ _ You put a gun in my hand and [Bb] you hide from [Fm] my eyes, _ and you turn and run farther when those fast bullets fly. _
_ Like Judas of old, _ _ you lie and deceive, _ a world war can be won, _ [F] you want me to [Fm] believe. _
_ _ But I see through your eyes, [F]
and I see through your [Fm] brain, _ _ like I see through the water [F] that runs down [Fm] my drain. _ _
_ _ _ _ You fasten all the triggers _ for [F] the others to fire, _ [Fm] and then you sit back and watch [F] _
[C] when the death count gets [Fm] higher.
_ You hide in your mansion while [Bb] the young [Fm] people's blood _ _ flows out of their bodies and is buried in the mud.
_ _ You've thrown the worst spear _ _ that can ever be hurled, _ _ prepared to bring children into [F] _
[Fm] the world,
_ before [F] threatening my baby, _ _ unborn and [Fm] unnamed. _ _
You ain't worth the blood [C] that runs in your veins, _ _ _ _ how much do I know?
_ But to talk out of turn, _ you must say that I'm young, _ you must say I'm unlearned.
But there's one thing I know, [F] _ I'm younger [Fm] than you, _ that even Jesus would [Bb] never forgive what [Fm] you do.
_ Let me ask you one question, _ is your money that good? _ _
Will it buy you forgiveness?
_ _ [Bb] Do you think that it [Fm] could?
_ _ I think you will find when your death takes its toll, _ all the money [F] you made will never [Gm] buy [Fm] back your soul. _
_ And I hope that you die, _ _ and your death will come soon.
_ _ I follow your casket _ by the pale afternoon, _ _ and I watch while you lured down to your deathbed,
_ and I stand over your grave, [F] and I'm sure that [Fm] you're dead. _ _ _
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