Chicken Hawk chords by Brian Stoltz

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Intro 1

Verse 1
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Chicken Hawk
Chicken Hawk, Chicken
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How can it be that you avoid the war
Am 
and then try to  send me?
You, your sons and daughters,
your lives have been spared
E 
Oh, Chicken Hawk,
Am 
I've got a little brother over there
He calls home from the base in Iraq,
E 
sometimes communications impaired
But between the static,
Am 
I feel how much he's scared
He can only use the line
for a few minutes at a time,
so we talk in a rush
E 
He keeps the conversation light,
Am 
like everything's cool, but man,
his spirit's crushed
Chicken heart, chicken heart,
you've got us on our knees
E 
When you were called to serve
Am 
you had all the priorities
Wrong in your decision
from Iraq to Afghanistan
E 
Oh chicken heart for once
Am 
can you stand and be a man
Em 
Am 
Em 
Am 
These war mongers claim
to be Christians
E 
Want you to think Jesus is on their side
But they use the master
like a servant boy
Am 
When it's convenient to conquer and divide
It gets down on just what
kind of a world
that we want to live in
E 
Do we want peace,
or are gonna let them drag us into a
Am 
murder and death of sin?
Chicken Hawk, Chicken Hawk,
I hope you're still alive
Em 
When the country wakes
E 
Am 
to what the world has realized
Will you face judgment
and still think you are God?
Em 
Am 
Oh, chicken hawk, you better pray the people spare
Em 
G 
the rod
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Em 
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F 
Sometimes at night
E 
I have uncontrollable crying fits of anger
Am 
All what these world profiteering
F 
bastards has done
E 
Trying to force freedom at
the end of a gun
Am 
F 
Freedom that we worked hard for
Am 
E 
and took centuries to steal
Em 
Am 
And now a hundred thousand
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innocent people die in cold blood
E 
In a world growing more and more surreal
Am 
F 
Em 
The wind blows a war on inspire,
E 
rape, and plunder
Am 
Until we decide to take away
F 
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these armchair rambles, thunder
E 
And  our self -righteous delusion
Am 
F 
It's a comfortable place to be
E 
Never knowing how there's
a lie in a field of flea
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F 
These chicken -hearts
Am 
want you to believe
Em 
They're patriotic and brave
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And they will realize
F 
That Jefferson's a curse
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and no  man is a grave
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Chicken heart, chicken heart,
may they bury you in sand
Em 
C 
For leading us deep into
Am 
your fantasy land
Rooted deep in evil,
cold steel to the core
Em 
Oh, chicken hawk,
C 
Am 
I hope you burn in hell forevermore