Intro/End of Verses
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Am C D C Am Am
Am
Darkness at the break of noon
C
Shadows even the silver spoon
D
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
F
Eclipses both the sun and moon
E
To understand you know too soon that there is no sense in trying.
Am C D C Am x4
Am
Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
C
Suicide remarks are torn
D
From the fool's gold mouthpiece the hollow horn
F
Plays wasted words, proves to warn
E
That he not busy being born is busy dying.
Am C D C Am x4
Am
Temptation's page flies out the door
C
You follow, find yourself at war
D
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
F
You feel to moan but unlike before
E
You discover that you'd just be one more person crying
Am C D C Am x4
Am E A D
So don't fear if you hear a foreign sound to your ear
A E D E
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.
Am C D C Am x4
Am
As some warn victory, some downfall
C
Private reasons great or small
D
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
F
To make all that should be killed to crawl
E
While others say don't hate nothing at all except hatred
Am C D C Am x4
Am
Disillusioned words like bullets bark
C
As human gods aim for their mark
D
Make everything from toy guns that spark
F
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
E
It's easy to see without looking too far that not much is really sacred
Am C D C Am x4
Am
While preachers preach of evil fates
C
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
D
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
F
Goodness hides behind its gates
E
But even the president of the United States sometimes must have to stand naked
Am C D C Am x4
Am E A D
An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
Am E A D
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
A E D E
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it
Am C D C Am x4
Repeat for the rest of the song.