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Intro: G,D,Em,C
G D
Let them in Peter, For they are very tired
Em C
Give them couches where the angels sleep, And light those fires
G D
Let them wake whole again, To brand new dawns
Em C
Fired by the sun, Not war-times bloody guns
G D
May their peace be deep, Remember where the broken bodies lie
Em C
God knows how young they were, To have to die
G D Em C
Well God knows how young they were, To have to die
G D
Give them things they like, Let them make some noise
Em C
Give dance hall bands not golden harps, To these our boys
G D
Let them love Peter, For they've had no time
Em C
They should have bird songs and trees, And hills to climb
G D
The taste of summer, And a ripened pear
Em C
And girls sweet as meadow wind, And flowing hair
G D
And tell them how they are missed, But say not to fear
Em C G
It's gonna be all right, With us down here
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