Chords for Masters of War (Live at Town Hall, New York, NY - April 1963)
Tempo:
64.25 bpm
Chords used:
Fm
F
C
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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A [F] world war can't be won, you want me to [Fm] believe,
But I see through your [Fm] eyes, [C] and I see through your brains.
you fasten all the triggers,
then you set [Fm] back and watch,
you hide in your mansion,
flows out of their bodies,
You've thrown the worst fear that can ever be hurled,
into the world.
But I see through your [Fm] eyes, [C] and I see through your brains.
you fasten all the triggers,
then you set [Fm] back and watch,
you hide in your mansion,
flows out of their bodies,
You've thrown the worst fear that can ever be hurled,
into the world.
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Fm
F
C
Bb
Fm
F
C
Bb
A [F] world war can't be won, _ you want me to [Fm] believe,
_ But I see through your [Fm] eyes, [C] and I see through your brains.
Down my drain, _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
you fasten all the triggers,
_ For the others to fire, [F] _
then you set [Fm] back and watch,
When the death count gets higher, _ you hide in your mansion,
While [F] the young [Fm] people's blood _ flows out of their bodies,
And is buried in the mud.
_ [F] _
_ _ _ You've thrown the worst fear that can ever be hurled,
_ Prepared to bring children into the world.
_ [F] Oh, threatening my [Fm] baby, _ unborn and unnamed,
_ You ain't worth the blood that runs in your veins.
How _ _ _ much do I know to talk out of turn?
You might say that I'm young, _ you might say [C] I'm unlearned,
[F] [Fm] But there's one thing I know, [Bb] though I'm younger than [Fm] you,
That even Jesus [C] would never forgive what you [Fm] do.
_ _ [F] _ [Fm] _ _
Let me ask you one question, is your money that good?
When it buy you forgiveness, [F] while the [Fm] young people's blood
_ Flows out of their [Bb] bodies and is buried in [Fm] the mud.
_ [F] _
_ [Fm] _ _ You've thrown the worst fear that can ever be hurled,
_ Prepared to bring children into the world.
_ [F] Oh, threatening [Fm] my baby, _ _ unborn and unnamed,
You ain't worth the blood that runs in your veins.
_ _ _ How much do I know to talk out of turn?
_ You might say that I'm young, [F] you might say I'm unlearned,
[Fm] But there's one thing I know, _ though I'm younger than you,
_ That even [C] Jesus would never forgive what you do.
[Fm] _ _ [F] _ [Fm] _ _
Let me ask you one question, is your money that good?
_ When it buy you forgiveness, _ [F] do you think [Fm] that it could?
_ I think you will find [F] when your death takes [Fm] its toll,
_ All the money you made will [Bb] never buy [Fm] back your soul. _
And I hope that you die and your death will come soon,
_ I'll follow your casket while the pale afternoon,
_ And I'll watch while you're lured _ down to your deathbed,
_ And I'll stand over your [F] grave till [Fm] I'm sure that you're dead.
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ But I see through your [Fm] eyes, [C] and I see through your brains.
Down my drain, _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
you fasten all the triggers,
_ For the others to fire, [F] _
then you set [Fm] back and watch,
When the death count gets higher, _ you hide in your mansion,
While [F] the young [Fm] people's blood _ flows out of their bodies,
And is buried in the mud.
_ [F] _
_ _ _ You've thrown the worst fear that can ever be hurled,
_ Prepared to bring children into the world.
_ [F] Oh, threatening my [Fm] baby, _ unborn and unnamed,
_ You ain't worth the blood that runs in your veins.
How _ _ _ much do I know to talk out of turn?
You might say that I'm young, _ you might say [C] I'm unlearned,
[F] [Fm] But there's one thing I know, [Bb] though I'm younger than [Fm] you,
That even Jesus [C] would never forgive what you [Fm] do.
_ _ [F] _ [Fm] _ _
Let me ask you one question, is your money that good?
When it buy you forgiveness, [F] while the [Fm] young people's blood
_ Flows out of their [Bb] bodies and is buried in [Fm] the mud.
_ [F] _
_ [Fm] _ _ You've thrown the worst fear that can ever be hurled,
_ Prepared to bring children into the world.
_ [F] Oh, threatening [Fm] my baby, _ _ unborn and unnamed,
You ain't worth the blood that runs in your veins.
_ _ _ How much do I know to talk out of turn?
_ You might say that I'm young, [F] you might say I'm unlearned,
[Fm] But there's one thing I know, _ though I'm younger than you,
_ That even [C] Jesus would never forgive what you do.
[Fm] _ _ [F] _ [Fm] _ _
Let me ask you one question, is your money that good?
_ When it buy you forgiveness, _ [F] do you think [Fm] that it could?
_ I think you will find [F] when your death takes [Fm] its toll,
_ All the money you made will [Bb] never buy [Fm] back your soul. _
And I hope that you die and your death will come soon,
_ I'll follow your casket while the pale afternoon,
_ And I'll watch while you're lured _ down to your deathbed,
_ And I'll stand over your [F] grave till [Fm] I'm sure that you're dead.
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _