Tono: C
Introducción:
C
Willie Johnson was liking up a storm Monday night
someone snuck in and they commenced to fight
C
His wife went in and found him lying on the freezer floor
G C
now this sleepy little town, it aint sleepy no more
F C
now Sheriff Walker holds three local boys in jail
F C
They confessed right down to the last detail
F C
they beat Willie with a bat, He was 70 years old
C
Then they bought some beer with the six dollars they stole
G C
Chorus: I know my anger is not politically cool
Am
But, brother were in danger when kids can be so cruel as to kill for play,
G C
Dear god have mercy we're liven just like theres no judgment day
C F C
Billy Haney is the youngest of the three accused
F C
his grandpa got him as a baby hungry and abused
C
but no one guessed the depth of his emotional scares
C
till we saw him on the news grinning like a movie star
G C
Chorus: I know my anger is not politically cool
Am
But, brother we're in danger when we can be so cruel, as throw our kids away
G C
Dear god have mercy we're living just like theres no judgment day
C F C
Today the headlight lined in the drizzling rain
F C
to the graveyard stretched a five mile chain
F C
and we laid to rest one of this towns sweetest souls
C
And we barried the peace we know in that very same..........Hole