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Tom :E
E   D          A        E
  I swear by Almighty God
E         D       A     E
  To tell the whole truth  
E  D   A      E
  And nothing but 
E   D   A   E
............the truth  
E    D    C#  B
Guns guns  
E    D               A/C#      E/B
They torture all the women and children
E            D       A/C#       E/B
Then they've put the men to the gun
E     D         A/C#  E/B
'Cos across the human frontier  
E         D      A/C#   E/B
Freedom's always on the run  
E    D      C#            B
Guns guns a-shaking in terror  
E    D    C#         B
Guns guns killing in error  
E    D    C#     B
Guns guns guilty hands  
E    D    C#          B
Guns guns shatter the lands  
  
A system built by the sweat of the many  
Creates assassins to kill off the few  
Take any place and call it a court house  
This is a place where no judge can stand  
  
Sue the lawyers and burn all the papers  
Unlock the key of of the legal papers  
A jury of a billion faces  
Shouted out condemned out of hand  
  
Guns guns, and nobody's kidding  
Guns guns, or foolin' around  
Guns guns, the violence is singing  
Guns guns, a silence the sound  
  
E    D    C#     B (X2)
   E      D        C# B
'N I like to be in Aferica
E         D      C#       B
A-beatin' on the final drum  
   E         D     C#    B
'N I like to be in U.S.S.R.  
E      D          C#          B
Makin' sure these things will come  
   E         D     D/C#  E/B
'N I like to be in U.S.A.
E          D        D/C#     E/B
Pretending that the wars are done  
   E         D     D/C#  E/B
'N I like to be in Europa  
E          D      D/C# E/B
Saying goodbye to everyone  
  
E  D  A/C#  E/B (X2)
E    D            A/C#           E/B
Guns guns there's guns on the roof
E    D            A/C#    E/B
Guns guns they're made to shoot