Children

Intro: Bb  Eb  Bb  F7  Bb  Eb  Bb  
F7  (x2)

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A child who was raised by an 
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unworthy hand,
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Has less of a chance of being a man.
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Well try to remember and then 
        F7
understand,
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Why a mother would cry while her 
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husband lay dead.
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Shot down by the gun of a runaway 
F7
train,
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'Cause life in the fast lane, it 
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all ends the same.
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Well the same children's lives, 
        Bb       F7
they will always regret,
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Are the children who never forget.
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A man ends up tired and walking 
    F7
alone,
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On a street corner singing for a 
Bb      F7
penny a song.
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What he cannot remember, was 
      F7
never his own,
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Thats the answer he gave when he 
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speaks of his home.
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Well the streets of my life I 
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don't know anymore,
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Where the children are junkies and
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 the ladies are whores.
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         Bb              Eb       
Well the same children's lives, 
        Bb       F7
they will always regret,
        Eb           F7       Bb  
Are the children who never forget.
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Goodnight, goodnight sweet child.
              Bb             Eb   
Why don't you dream with the 
         Bb        F7
angels, to forget for a while?
      Bb         Eb               
To forget of the life, thats been 
Bb        F7
handed to you,
      Bb           Eb        Bb  
Where everything's real, yet 
       F7
nothing is true.
        Bb           Eb           
Well perhaps you can change what 
   Bb           F7
the cards always read,
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For the children who never forget.
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INSTRUMENTAL

      Bb             Eb           
For a time they were counting you 
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out of this race,
          Bb        Eb            
You stood up like a champion that 
    Bb          F7
had fallen with grace.
      Bb          Eb         
Never showing the anguish that 
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covered your face,
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You were raped and forgotten, left
    Bb        F7
 to die in disgrace.
     Bb          Eb       Bb      
Shot down by the gun of a runaway 
F7
train,
       Bb          Eb            
'Cause life in the fast lane, it 
Bb           F7
all ends the same.
         Bb              Eb       
Well the same children's lives, 
        Bb       F7
they will always regret,
        Eb           F7       Bb  
Are the children who never forget.
Eb  Bb  F7


Bb  Eb         Bb          F7
Goodnight, goodnight sweet child.
              Bb             Eb   
Why don't you dream with the 
         Bb        F7
angels, to forget for a while?
      Bb         Eb               
To forget of the life, thats been 
Bb        F7
handed to you,
      Bb           Eb        Bb  
Where everything's real, yet 
       F7
nothing is true.
        Bb           Eb           
Well perhaps you can change what 
   Bb           F7
the cards always read,
        Eb           F7       Bb  
For the children who never forget.
Eb  Bb  F7


Bb  Eb         Bb          F7
Goodnight, goodnight sweet child.
              Bb             Eb   
Why don't you dream with the 
         Bb        F7
angels, to forget for a while?
      Bb         Eb               
To forget of the life, thats been 
Bb        F7
handed to you,
      Bb           Eb        Bb  
Where everything's real, yet 
       F7
nothing is true.

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