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(D)Which way will the branch bend |
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When there's no wind left to blow |
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Which way will the river run |
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When there's no where left to (G)go |
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Chorus |
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(G)What do we tell the (D)children |
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When they start to ask us why |
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And where are the keepers |
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Who bled the whole thing dry |
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D)What kind of air are we to breath |
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When there's none to take in |
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What kind of soil do we turn over |
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Where the fallout's (G)been |
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Chorus |
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(D)When do you think they'll tell us |
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Don't they know that we know too |
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When do you think they'll listen |
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To the likes of me and (G)you |
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Chorus |
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Bridge: instrumental verse + instrumental chorus |
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(D)And what kind of rain will fall |
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On a land that's dead and gone |
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And what kind of flowers |
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Will look up for the (G)sun |
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Chorus |
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What (D)colour will the leaves be |
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A darker shade of brown |
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Is this the kind of legacy |
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To leave to the un(G)born |
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Chorus |
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(D)Which way will the branch bend |
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When there's no wind left to blow |
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Which way will the river run |
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When there's no where left to (G)go |
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Chorus |
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(D)And where are the keepers |
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Who bled the whole thing dry |
