Child Soldier Rebellion Chords by Rasputina
Tempo:
67.975 bpm
Chords used:
Am
D
A
G
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Am]
[A]
[Am] Tons of good children from the soldier who fell
And his children who fell again
[D] Waiting for [C] airships that [D] never [Am] arrive
With glasses on, [G] suitcases, [E] novelty [Am] knives
There [Dm] ain't less of wonder to [D] be told that [Am] day
Eventually [D] most of them shuffled [Am] away
Away, away, away, away
[D] A matchbox [G] bears my picture
[D] It details the reward for my capture
[F#] Not one person [G] here has helped me
[D] Reads the caption under my picture, [A] see
The [A#] young of the [A] Mafia list
They were [G] betrayed by merchants [A] who had offered seven shifts
We were [A#] maimed, [A] tortured and kidnapped
They [Gm] cut off [Am] ears, limbs and lips
Sixty [D] [G]
[Am] [D] [F#] [Dm] thousand households [G] gather under the [F#] streetlight
As Kay Stings plays the [D] sump piano
[Am] Away, away, away, away
All my [C] tears will [Em] make heaven [F#] news
That's been [D] written in tears
[Am] [C] They will [Em] know there's no [Dm] way to excuse
[F#] The lies that were [D] used to force them to fight
[E] Then [A] into the rag take [E] clothing
An [A] officer sews
He says this will make for a victorious battle
[E] It's a [Am] magical stone
[G] [D] [G] Manuel [D] works down at the ground
[G] As he [D] funnels, he tassels and he folds
He can still hear the sound [A] of many rebel groups
[C#] Or the government [D] militia who he's been fighting for
No, no, he had no [A] idea
[Am] [Dm]
[A] [Am]
[Dm]
[Am] [A] [Am]
[Em] [E] [Em]
[Am] [D] [Am]
[Em] [C] [G]
[C] [Em] [Am] [D] [Am]
[Cm]
[A]
[Am] Tons of good children from the soldier who fell
And his children who fell again
[D] Waiting for [C] airships that [D] never [Am] arrive
With glasses on, [G] suitcases, [E] novelty [Am] knives
There [Dm] ain't less of wonder to [D] be told that [Am] day
Eventually [D] most of them shuffled [Am] away
Away, away, away, away
[D] A matchbox [G] bears my picture
[D] It details the reward for my capture
[F#] Not one person [G] here has helped me
[D] Reads the caption under my picture, [A] see
The [A#] young of the [A] Mafia list
They were [G] betrayed by merchants [A] who had offered seven shifts
We were [A#] maimed, [A] tortured and kidnapped
They [Gm] cut off [Am] ears, limbs and lips
Sixty [D] [G]
[Am] [D] [F#] [Dm] thousand households [G] gather under the [F#] streetlight
As Kay Stings plays the [D] sump piano
[Am] Away, away, away, away
All my [C] tears will [Em] make heaven [F#] news
That's been [D] written in tears
[Am] [C] They will [Em] know there's no [Dm] way to excuse
[F#] The lies that were [D] used to force them to fight
[E] Then [A] into the rag take [E] clothing
An [A] officer sews
He says this will make for a victorious battle
[E] It's a [Am] magical stone
[G] [D] [G] Manuel [D] works down at the ground
[G] As he [D] funnels, he tassels and he folds
He can still hear the sound [A] of many rebel groups
[C#] Or the government [D] militia who he's been fighting for
No, no, he had no [A] idea
[Am] [Dm]
[A] [Am]
[Dm]
[Am] [A] [Am]
[Em] [E] [Em]
[Am] [D] [Am]
[Em] [C] [G]
[C] [Em] [Am] [D] [Am]
[Cm]
Key:
Am
D
A
G
Em
Am
D
A
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[Am] Tons of good children from the soldier who fell
And his children who fell again _
[D] Waiting for [C] airships that [D] never [Am] arrive
With glasses on, [G] suitcases, [E] novelty [Am] knives
There [Dm] ain't less of wonder to [D] be told that [Am] day
Eventually [D] most of them shuffled [Am] away
Away, away, _ away, away
[D] A matchbox [G] bears my picture
[D] It details the reward for my capture
[F#] Not one person [G] here has helped me
[D] Reads the caption under my picture, [A] see
The [A#] young of the [A] Mafia list
They were [G] betrayed by merchants [A] who had offered seven shifts
We were [A#] maimed, [A] tortured and kidnapped
They [Gm] cut off [Am] ears, limbs and lips
_ Sixty _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _
[Am] _ _ [D] _ _ [F#] [Dm] thousand households [G] gather under the [F#] streetlight
As Kay Stings plays the [D] sump piano
_ [Am] Away, away, away, away
All my [C] tears will [Em] make heaven [F#] news
That's been [D] written in tears
[Am] [C] They will [Em] know there's no [Dm] way to excuse
[F#] The lies that were [D] used to force them to fight
[E] Then [A] into the rag take [E] clothing
An [A] officer sews
He says this will make for a victorious battle
[E] It's a [Am] magical stone _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ [D] _ [G] Manuel [D] works down at the ground
[G] As he [D] funnels, he tassels and he folds
He can still hear the sound [A] of many rebel groups
[C#] Or the government [D] militia who he's been fighting for
No, no, he had no [A] idea
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [A] _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [E] _ [Em] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ [D] _ [Am] _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _
[C] _ [Em] _ [Am] _ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[Am] Tons of good children from the soldier who fell
And his children who fell again _
[D] Waiting for [C] airships that [D] never [Am] arrive
With glasses on, [G] suitcases, [E] novelty [Am] knives
There [Dm] ain't less of wonder to [D] be told that [Am] day
Eventually [D] most of them shuffled [Am] away
Away, away, _ away, away
[D] A matchbox [G] bears my picture
[D] It details the reward for my capture
[F#] Not one person [G] here has helped me
[D] Reads the caption under my picture, [A] see
The [A#] young of the [A] Mafia list
They were [G] betrayed by merchants [A] who had offered seven shifts
We were [A#] maimed, [A] tortured and kidnapped
They [Gm] cut off [Am] ears, limbs and lips
_ Sixty _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _
[Am] _ _ [D] _ _ [F#] [Dm] thousand households [G] gather under the [F#] streetlight
As Kay Stings plays the [D] sump piano
_ [Am] Away, away, away, away
All my [C] tears will [Em] make heaven [F#] news
That's been [D] written in tears
[Am] [C] They will [Em] know there's no [Dm] way to excuse
[F#] The lies that were [D] used to force them to fight
[E] Then [A] into the rag take [E] clothing
An [A] officer sews
He says this will make for a victorious battle
[E] It's a [Am] magical stone _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ [D] _ [G] Manuel [D] works down at the ground
[G] As he [D] funnels, he tassels and he folds
He can still hear the sound [A] of many rebel groups
[C#] Or the government [D] militia who he's been fighting for
No, no, he had no [A] idea
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [A] _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [E] _ [Em] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ [D] _ [Am] _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _
[C] _ [Em] _ [Am] _ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _