The Imagined Village - Empire & Love - 'My Son John' Chords

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_ _ _ _ _ My son John [C] was tall and slim, [G] he had a leg [D] for every limb.
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Now he's got no [D] legs at all, cos [Bb] he run a race for the [D]
cannonball, the cannonball.
[E] He run a race for the [D]
cannonball.
_ _ Jack [F] the Lad, he went off [D] to war, away bye-byes [D] he run out [G] the draw.
_ [A] Says bye [G]-bye John when I see you [D] again, you'll be back [Bb] from Iraq, from [Am] Afghanistan, from the Taliban.
[D] _ [E] You'll be back [F] from Iraq and [D] Afghanistan. _ _
[Dm] I sat [F] down each day on the shore [D] for the space of seven long [Dm] years or more.
[Am] Till a big transport come [D] across the sky and I [Bb] shouted aloud, [E] clear the way, [D] clear the way.
I [Dm] shouted [D] aloud, will you clear the way? _ _ _ _
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I shouted [C] aloud to the captain, [D] said are you here with the living or are you back with the dead?
_ Do you see [C] anything of my [D] son John?
Is the [Bb] boy living or is [D] he gone, is he gone?
Is the poor boy living or is he gone?
_ [Dm] Up comes [C] John and he's got no [D] legs, got carbon fibre [Dm] blades instead.
[Am] She smiled and she kissed him over and over, bet you run [Bb] quicker than you did [B] before, you did [Dm] before.
[A] Bet you run quicker than [D] you did before.
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_ [F] Were you deaf, were you [D] blind when you left your own team legs behind?
Or did you go walking upon the sea to [C] shrink your two legs [A] down to the knee, down to the [E] knee?
To shrink your two legs [D] down to the knee?
_ _ No I wasn't deaf, I was [G] not blind when I left my own [D] two legs behind. _
[A] But from the ring land [D] mine jumped in the way, wore these legs right down [B] to the knee, down to the knee.
[E] Wore these legs right [Dm] down to the knee.
_ _ I was tall, I was [D] thin, I had a [Dm] leg for every limb.
And chicken hawks [D] are knock-knocking at the door, Cool [Bb] Britannia calls for war, she [Am] calls for war.
_ Cool [Dm] Britannia calls for war.
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[Bb] _ _ [Am] _ [Dm] Cool Britannia calls for war, with all those chicken hawks today at the door. _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ So cluster bombs like you so call, you better stay away from [E] the Harvest Home, [D] the Harvest Home.
You [Dm] better run a mile from the Harvest Home. _ _ _
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_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ My son John [C] was tall and slim, [D] he had a leg for every limb.
[G] _ Now he's got no [D] legs at all, cos he run a race with a [A] cannonball, with a [D] cannonball.
_ [E] He run a race with a [D] cannonball. _ _ _ _ _ _