Tom: C
Introdução: C G* C
C
My favourite son sent to the deep
G* C
Stones in his shoes and hands tied and sleeping the long sleep
C
Stand to my left, it's the place of honour
G* C
Strike the match through times of rain, maybe we won't swing
G
So easy come, so easy go, we sharpen sticks and we throw stones
C
What A Way To Win A War, what a way to fight a battle
G* C
I've been faithful general but I tire of this cause
C
I'm with the beast that backs the birds
G* C
Can't pick a side now, I'm not sure this evidence I've heard
C
When I see a love that croak its tune
G* C
There in its palace I've fought self, the future spinning run
G
So easy come, easy go, we light the arrow then let go
C
What A Way To Win A War, what a way to fight a battle
G* C
I've been faithful general, what were we fighting for
C
What A Way To Win A War, what a way to fight a battle
G* C
I've been faithful, loyal, careful general please - What A Way To Win A War