Sons And Daughters

E
Well it all began like a new routine
                                                                C    C#m   D
We were drunk, we were tired, we were sick, we were in between
E
And the jig was up when the sun went down
                                                                C    C#m   D
It was dark, it was mean, it was black, there was not a sound
            A
And when the morning papers did not come
   C
We shook our heads, We knew that we were done
          G                              B
And so we sat and prayed for just another try
E                         D
Throw your babies in the water
          A                              F#
Dah Dah Dah, Let your hair down like you used to
E                          D
And tell all your sons and daughters
          A                             F#
Dah Dah Dah, They don't have to grow up like you
            A
They're not supposed to
E
Now the birds don't sing and the cars won't go
                                                               C    C#m   D
There's a lump in your throat, There's no songs on the radio
        E
And the walls caved in, and the well went dry, and the mountain shook
                                 C    C#m    D
And the people all wondered why
           A                                 C
And in the morning I woke up to find there's someone here
                                  G
There's someone in mind and so I hung my head and
             B
And began to cry
E                         D
Throw your babies in the water
          A                              F#
Dah Dah Dah, Let your hair down like you used to
E                          D
And tell all your sons and daughters
          A                             F#
Dah Dah Dah, They don't have to grow up like you
            A
They're not supposed to
B                   A
Cradled whipped and mother's tongue
G#m              C#m                B
It's not hard to see what went wrong

If I told you once like I done told you twice,
                                                              C    C#m   D
You can beg you can kneel you can pray, you'll be sacrificed
            A
And when the morning papers did not come
   C
We shook our heads, We knew that we were done
          G                              B
And so we sat and prayed for just another try
E                         D
Throw your babies in the water
          A                              F#
Dah Dah Dah, Let your hair down like you used to
E                          D
And tell all your sons and daughters
          A                             F#
Dah Dah Dah, They don't have to grow up like you
            A
They're not supposed to
E                         D
Throw your babies in the water
          A                              F#
Dah Dah Dah, Let your hair down like you used to
E                          D
And tell all your sons and daughters
          A                             F#
Dah Dah Dah, They don't have to grow up like you
            A                 E
They're not supposed to

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