Chords for Kerosene Dream
Tempo:
94.8 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[D]
War must, don't you fear Ain't gonna drop no bomb over here
Coming in loud, coming in clear Coming like a freight train through your ear
[G] balls away
[D] balls away
Teaching us lies, preaching us fear Oh, my child, said the end is near
day you gotta [G] die
day gotta [D] die
War must, don't you fear Ain't gonna drop no bomb over here
Coming in loud, coming in clear Coming like a freight train through your ear
[G] balls away
[D] balls away
Teaching us lies, preaching us fear Oh, my child, said the end is near
day you gotta [G] die
day gotta [D] die
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War must, don't you fear Ain't gonna drop no bomb over here
Won't be a bang, won't be a boom Just a TV set in your living room
Coming in loud, coming in clear Coming like a freight train through your ear
What you gonna do now, what you gonna say When they take your boss, take your boss' [G] balls away
_ _ [G] _ When they take your boss' [D] balls away _ _ _ _ _ _
Teaching us lies, preaching us fear Oh, my child, said the end is near
Now, now, widows, don't you cry It's all God's children, one day you gotta [G] die
_ _ Well, [D] they one day gotta [D] die _ _ _ _ _
Everybody's chasing American dreams Soaked in blood and kerosene
Hoping on a fire, waiting on a spark Hoping nobody gonna blow them all apart
All I ask and all I crave Is a lonely walk to the north of grave
[A] But in the end we're [G] separated Rags we wear [D] from the rags we weigh _ _ _ _
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_ Spoon-fed head, thoughts been bled Cried to God from the devil's bed
Knick-knack, paddywhack, throw a bum a bone I could chew or skew your views of my own
Teacher made me a history Doctors cooked up a new disease
Preacher man made a shiny new law Mr.
President, well, build me a wall
_ I don't know what I'm fighting for _ _ _ _
_ Everybody's chasing American dreams Soaked in blood and kerosene
Hoping on a fire, waiting on a spark Hoping nobody gonna blow it all apart
All I ask and all I crave Is a lonely walk to the north of grave
[A] But in the end we're [D] separated Rags we wear from the rags we weigh _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ Say it ain't so, but everyone holds C Spilling over like a nowhere blow
Headin' for the rest, they're headin' for the roof They're headin' for the water, man, they're headin' for the loot
Not enough rich in a poor black town Not enough dead to get your white house down
Not enough hell, not enough hope Not enough hands to plug this here hole
_ Not enough to plug this here hole
_ _ _ _ Everybody's chasing American dreams Soaked in blood and kerosene
Hoping on a fire, waiting on a spark Hoping nobody gonna blow it all apart
All I ask and all I crave Is a lonely walk to the north of grave
[A] But in the end we're [D] separated Rags we wear from the rags we weigh
_ _ _ _ [A] Say it ain't so, but [G] everyone _ _ _ [D] holds C _ _ _ _ Spilling over like a nowhere blow
Headin' for the rest, they're headin' _ for the roof _ They're headin' for the water, _ _ man, they're headin' for the loot
Not enough rich in a poor black town Not enough hell, not enough hope
Not enough hands to plug this here hole _ _ _ _
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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War must, don't you fear Ain't gonna drop no bomb over here
Won't be a bang, won't be a boom Just a TV set in your living room
Coming in loud, coming in clear Coming like a freight train through your ear
What you gonna do now, what you gonna say When they take your boss, take your boss' [G] balls away
_ _ [G] _ When they take your boss' [D] balls away _ _ _ _ _ _
Teaching us lies, preaching us fear Oh, my child, said the end is near
Now, now, widows, don't you cry It's all God's children, one day you gotta [G] die
_ _ Well, [D] they one day gotta [D] die _ _ _ _ _
Everybody's chasing American dreams Soaked in blood and kerosene
Hoping on a fire, waiting on a spark Hoping nobody gonna blow them all apart
All I ask and all I crave Is a lonely walk to the north of grave
[A] But in the end we're [G] separated Rags we wear [D] from the rags we weigh _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Spoon-fed head, thoughts been bled Cried to God from the devil's bed
Knick-knack, paddywhack, throw a bum a bone I could chew or skew your views of my own
Teacher made me a history Doctors cooked up a new disease
Preacher man made a shiny new law Mr.
President, well, build me a wall
_ I don't know what I'm fighting for _ _ _ _
_ Everybody's chasing American dreams Soaked in blood and kerosene
Hoping on a fire, waiting on a spark Hoping nobody gonna blow it all apart
All I ask and all I crave Is a lonely walk to the north of grave
[A] But in the end we're [D] separated Rags we wear from the rags we weigh _ _ _
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_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ Say it ain't so, but everyone holds C Spilling over like a nowhere blow
Headin' for the rest, they're headin' for the roof They're headin' for the water, man, they're headin' for the loot
Not enough rich in a poor black town Not enough dead to get your white house down
Not enough hell, not enough hope Not enough hands to plug this here hole
_ Not enough to plug this here hole
_ _ _ _ Everybody's chasing American dreams Soaked in blood and kerosene
Hoping on a fire, waiting on a spark Hoping nobody gonna blow it all apart
All I ask and all I crave Is a lonely walk to the north of grave
[A] But in the end we're [D] separated Rags we wear from the rags we weigh
_ _ _ _ [A] Say it ain't so, but [G] everyone _ _ _ [D] holds C _ _ _ _ Spilling over like a nowhere blow
Headin' for the rest, they're headin' _ for the roof _ They're headin' for the water, _ _ man, they're headin' for the loot
Not enough rich in a poor black town Not enough hell, not enough hope
Not enough hands to plug this here hole _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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