1912

Lời & hợp âm

[Intro 1]
[D][Dsus4][D][G][D][G][Dsus4]
[G][D][G][D]

[Verse 1]
[D]Wave to the [Em]harbor
[A]Nonchalant with grace an [D]d ease
Eve of the
[Em]Father
[A]Tastes like a storm and
[G]smells like a breeze
And it's not [F#m]easy being f[G]ree
Cause lib[F#m]eration's a dying [G]feed[D]
1912 was a [Dsus4]beg and a plead
[D]From a [Dsus4]mother whose
future was so sad
[D]To greet at the hands of the man
Who was sent [Dsus4]by the gods
To better his life and to [D]worsen the
[Dsus4]odds[G][D][G][D]
With only one [Em]mother
An[A]d for fathers all to b[D]lame
Some say, [Em]why bother?
[A]Less to love is [G]more to shame
And it's not [F#m]easy being free
[G]Cause libera[F#m]tion's a dying rai[G]n
[D]1912 was a beg and[Dsus4] a plead
From a mother whose future was so [D]sad
To plead at the hands of the man
Who was sent [Dsus4]by the gods
To better [D]his [Dsus4]life and to worsen the [D]odds
for you and [Em]me[G][D][Em][G][D]
And it's not [F#m]easy being free
[G]Cause libera[F#m]tion's a luxury[G]
[D]1912 was a begging to [Dsus4]plead
[D]From a [Dsus4]mother whose future
was so [D]set to bleed
At the hands of the man who was
sent by [Dsus4]the gods[D]
To better [Dsus4]his life and to worse[D]n me up