C [Verse 1] Sons of the thief, sons of the saintDm G Who is the child with no complaintDm F G Dm Sons of the great or sons unknownG C All were children like your own [Verse 2] The same sweet smiles, the same sad tearsDm The cries at night, the nightmare fearsE C Ab Sons of the great, sons unknownDm G C All were children like your own[Verse 3] Sons of tycoons, or sons from the farmsDm G All of the children ran from your armsDm F G Dm Through fields of gold, through fields of ruinG C All of the children vanished too soon [Verse 4] In towering waves, in walls of fleshDm Amid dying birds trembling with deathE C Ab Sons of tycoons, sons from the farmsDm G C All of the children ran from your arms [Verse 5] Sons of your sons, sons passing byDm G Children were lost in lullabyDm F G Dm Sons of true love, sons of regretG C All of your sons you can never forget [Verse 6] Some build the roads, some wrote the poemsDm Some went to war, some never came homeE C Ab Sons of your sons, sons passing byDm G C Children were lost in lullabyG C In lullaby
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