D F#m D F#m
No one understands, the way you found your God,
D F#m Am D
there's a bullet in your hands,
D F#m D F#m
Give a dog a bone, feed him for the day,
D F#m Am D
and teach him how to kill and,
D F#m D F#m
I am the posted fence, I am the city wall,
D F#m Am D
stealing pounds and pence from you all,
D F#m D F#m
Still no one understands, the way you found your God,
D F#m Am D
there's a bullet in your hands.
D F#m Am E
Pour salt water on the wound,
D F#m Am E
pour salt water on the wound,
D F#m Am E
this home is more than Bricks and Mortar,
D F#m Am E
pour salt water on the wound.
D F#m D F#m
When the boys told you, you have the arms of a soldier,
D Am E
those arms will never hold her again.
D F#m D F#m
It's just like I told you, when the boys told you,
D Am E
he's gonna be a soldier for me!
D F#m Am E
Pour salt water on the wound,
D F#m Am E
pour salt water on the wound,
D F#m Am E
this home is more than Bricks and Mortar,
D F#m Am E
pour salt water on the wound.
D F#m (*4)
D F#m A E
I hope life is good for you.
D F#m A E
I hope life is good for you.
D F#m A E
Now I hope life is good for you,
D F#m A E
I hope life is good for you aaaaaaaaaaaah.
D F#m (*4)