Let Them In

         C
Let them in, Peter
             G
For they are very tired
           Am               G
Give them couches where the angels 
sleep
     F
And light those fires.
          C
Let them wake whole again
     G
To brand new dawns
Am              G
Fired with the sun
     F
Not wartimes bloody guns.
            C
May their peace be deep
                    G
Remember where the broken bodies lie
     Am                   G    
God knows how young they were to 
   F
have to die
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      C                         
God knows how young they were to 
  F
have to die.


[Verse 2]
               C
So give them things they like
          G
Let them make some noise
 Am                         G
Give dance hall bands, not golden 
harps
     F
To these our boys.
     C
And let them love, Peter
                G
'Cause they've had no time
             Am            
They should have trees, and 
  G
birdsongs,
     F
And hills to climb.
     C
The taste of summer
      G
In a ripened pear
     Am                G
And girls as sweet as meadow winds
      F
With flowing hair.
           C
Tell them how they are missed
         G
But say not to fear
Am                  G        F
It's gonna be all right with us down
 here


[Other]
         C
Let them in, Peter