C  D  G  C  D  G

[Verse 1]

C                         D
All of the daddies were weathered
G                      C
All of the mommas were torn
                        D                       G
Still the whole village came in their finest to see
                    C
What could possibly be born
                D            G                   C
Out of a house divided, in a world so brutal and maimed
                    D                             G
But then we saw the kids and found ourselves saying


[Chorus 1]
                    D
We’re gonna make it up to you
G                 C
Every day of our lives
                    D
We’re gonna make it up
                     C
We’re gonna get this right

[Interlude]

C  D  G  C  D  G

[Verse 2]

C                      D
Some people held their daddy’s guns
G                      C
Me, I hung mine on the wall
               D
For every war, we could have won
G                        C
Without shooting them at all
                          D
Is this the best we could muster?
      G                        C
Custer or just prayers for the slain
                  D                         C
I wanna get this right and not the same old thing

[Chorus]
                  D
I wanna make this up to you
G               C
Every day of my life
                  D
I wanna make this up
                  C
I wanna get this right

[Bridge]

Em
Born of privilege, born of none
C
Hunger, disease, it’s all a gun
                 Am
Clean your plate kid, I want you to understand
     B
The isolation we breed, the hunger in Yemen
          Em
It’s your first lock down, you’re so young
    C
But so are the kids under the barrel bombs
         Am
It’s the evil we helped let loose, it’s what we’ve become
     Bsus4
It’s all a gun, it’s all a gun

[Verse 3]

             G                          Bm
I don’t know where we come from, what I know is that we ain’t done
                 Am                         C
We got the river running, we got the animal cunning (Why do we keep on gunning?)
                  D                    G             C
I got no use for these ramparts, ivory towers or the lines in the sand
                      D                      C
I think enough of the time, we want the same thing


[Chorus]

                    D
We’re gonna make it up to you
G                 C
Every day of our lives
                    D
We’re gonna make it up
                     C
We’re gonna get this right