Chords for Masters of War (Live at Town Hall, New York, NY - April 1963)

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Masters of War (Live at Town Hall, New York, NY - April 1963) chords
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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.
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.
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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.
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.
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