Love's Refugees
Chris Hillman
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F Bb Dm C FF C There's a silence growing beforeF the comin' stormC We're all around us alive orF tattered and torn Stripped of spirit and stripped ofBb prideDm C F Led to believe in the golden lightC F A broken home is like a smokin' gunC When the battles over theF unfortunate ones Pick up the pieces with noBb guaranteesDm C F That they won't be love's refugeesBb Blame it on the father, blame it onF the motherContinúa después del anuncioC They just don't know how to talk toF each otherF Bb Like a river rollin' to the open seaF C Will all the children ever come toDm Bb believeF C F Or are the children love's refugees SOLOC On the ship of fools there's aF golden ringC In the land of the blind theF one-eyed man is kingBb Like Jezebel and old AhabDm C F The more you want the less you haveBb Blame it on the father, blame it onF the motherC They just don't know how to talk toF each otherBb Like a river rollin' to the open seaF C Will all the children ever come toDm Bb believeF C F Or are the children love's refugeesF Bb Like a river rollin' to the open seaF C Will all the children ever be setDm Bb freeF C F Or are the children love's refugees