Crossfire

[Intro] Am  C  Dm  F
        Am  C  Dm  F

Am   C                  Dm
He'd trade his guns for love
         F                     Am
But he's caught in the crossfire
    C                Dm
And he keeps wakin' up
         F                   Am
But it's not to the sound of birds
    C            Dm
The tyranny, the violent streets
F                          Am
Deprived of all that we're blessed 
with
    F            Dm      F
And we can't get enough, no

              Am      C
Heaven if you sent us down
                    Dm          F
So we could build a playground
        Am                 C
For the sinners to play as saints
         Dm                     F
You'd be so proud of what we've made
               Am                 C
I hope you got some beds around
                      Dm         F
Cause you're the only refuge now
          Am            C         
For every mother, every child, 
   Dm
every brother
F                    Am   C      Dm
That's caught in the crossfire
F                    Am   C      Dm
That's caught in the crossfire

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Am  C                Dm
I'd trade my luck to know
    F                       Am
Why he's caught in the crossfire
   C                Dm
And I'm here wakin' up
       F                    Am
To the sun and the sound of birds
  C       Dm
Society's anxiety
F                          Am
Deprived of all that we're blessed 
with
C                 Dm      F
We just can't get enough, no!

              Am      C
Heaven if you sent us down
                    Dm          F
So we could build a playground
        Am                 C
For the sinners to play as saints
         Dm                     F
You'd be so proud of what we've made
               Am                 C
I hope you got some beds around
                      Dm         F
Cause you're the only refuge now
          Am            C         
For every mother, every child, 
   Dm
every brother
F                    Am   C      Dm
That's caught in the crossfire
F                    Am   C      Dm
That's caught in the crossfire

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F     G              Am
Can I trust what I'm given?
     C                   F
When faith still needs a gun
G          Am    C             
Whose ammunition justifies the 
F
wrong?
      G                  Am
And I can't see from the backseat
       C           F
So I'm asking from above
      G              Am     Dm
Can I trust what I'm given, even 
when it cuts?

              F       G
Heaven if you sent us down
                    Am         C
So we could build a playground
        F                  G
For the sinners to play as saints
         Am                      C
You'd be so proud of what we've made
               F                  G
I hope you got some beds around
                      Am          C
Cause you're the only refuge now
          F             G         
For every mother, every child, 
   Am
every brother
C                   F    G    Am
Who's caught in the crossfire
C                   F    G    Am
Who's caught in the crossfire
C                   F    G    
Who's caught in the crossfire   
Am
(Woaaah Woaaah)
C                   F    G    Am
Who's caught in the crossfire
C                   F    G    Am
Who's caught on the cross