Washington Bullets

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[Verse 1]
[D]Oh! Mama, Mama look there!
Your children are playing
in that street again
Don't you know
what happened down there?
A youth of fourteen got shot down there
The Kokane guns of Jamdown Town
The killing clowns, the blood money men
Are [A]shooting [G]those [A]Washington
[D]bullets again

[Verse 2]
[D]As every cell in Chile will [G]tell
The [D]cries of the tortured men
Remember Allende,
and the days before,
Before the army came
Please remember Victor Jara,
In the Santiago Stadi[Em]um,
[A]Es [G]ver[A]dad - those
Washington [D]Bullets again

[Verse 3]
[D]
And in the Bay of Pigs in 1961,
Havana fought the playboy
in the Cuban sun,
For Castro is a color,
Is a redder than red,
Those Washington bullets
want Castro [Em]dead
For [A]Castro is the [G]color...
[A]...That will earn you a spr[D]ay of
[A]lead

[Interlude 1]
[D]
[G][D][Em][A][G][A][D][G]

[Verse 4]
[D]For the very first time ever,
When they had a revolution
in Nicaragua,
There was no interference
from America
Human rights in America

[Verse 5]
Well the [D]people fought the leader,
And up he flew...
With no Washington bullets what
else could [A]he do?
'N' [G]if

[Verse 6]
[A]you[D] can find
a Afghan rebel
That the Moscow bullets missed
Ask him what he thinks
of voting Communist...
...Ask the Dalai Lama in the hills of Tibet,
How many monks did the [A]Chinese get?
In a [D]war-torn swamp swamp
stop [A]any mercenary,
'N' [D]check the British bullets in his ar[A]mory[G][A][D][G][D]
[Bm][D][G]
[D][G][D][Bm][D][G]
[D][Bm][D][Em][A][G][A]
[D][G][D][G][D]
[Em][A]
Que?
[G]Sandinista!

[Outro 1]
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