Guitar chords You Say That The Battle Is Over

Key:  C
                
C
                                          
F
  
C
                                                    
G
 
And you say that the battle is o- ver, finally the war is all done
                                                                                                                                                            
C
    
F
 
 tell
        
C
                                                      
F
                        
C
                                                                                
F
 
And write it on the sides of the great whaling ships or on ice floes where conscience is tossed
                                                                      
C
                                        
G
                                            
C
      
F
 
C
 
With the wild in their eyes, it is they who must die and we who must measure the loss
                
C
                                          
F
  
C
                                                      
G
 
And you say that the battle is o- ver, finally the world is at peace
                                                                                                                                                            
C
 
You mean no one is dying and mothers don't weep, or it's not in the papers at least
                    
C
                                                    
F
                    
C
 
There are those who would deal in the darkness of life
                                                                                
F
 
There are those who would tear down the sun
                                                            
C
 
And most men are ruthless but some will still weep
                  
G
                                            
F
          
Dm
 
Am
 
G
 
Am
 
C
 
When the gifts we were given are gone
                
C
                                              
F
                  
C
                                                                    
G
 
For the blame cannot fall on the heads of a few, it's become such a part of the race
                                                                                                                                                              
C
        
F
 
It's eternally tragic that which is magic be killed at the end of the glorious chase
                                                                            
F
 
They will fall just like weeds in the wind
                                                                
C
 
With fur coats and perfumes and trophies on walls
              
G
                                          
F
    
G
 
Am
 
C
 
F
 Em
Dm
 
What a hell of a race to call men
                
C
                                          
F
        
C
                                          
G
 
And you say that the battle is over, finally the war is all done
                                                                                                                                                            
C
    
F
 
 tell
        
C
                                                      
F
                        
C
                                                                                
F
 
And write it on the sides of the great whaling ships or on ice floes where conscience is tossed
                                                                      
C
                                        
G
                                            
C
      
F
 
With the wild in their eyes, it is they who must die and we who must measure the loss
                                                                      
C
                                        
G
                                            
C
      
F
 
C
 
With the wild in their eyes, it is they who must die and we who must measure the cost