Bob Dylan - Masters Of War, аккорды песни для гитары

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 Come you masters of war
 
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 You that build the big guns
 
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 You that build the death planes
 
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 You that build all the bombs
 
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 You that hide behind walls
 
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 You that hide behind desks
 
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 I just want you to know 
        
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 I can see through your masks

 
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 You that never have done 
 
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 Nothin' but build to destroy
 
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 You play with my world like 
 
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 It's your little toy
 
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 You put a gun in my hand 
 
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 Then you hide from my eyes
 
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 Then you turn and run farther 
        
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 When the fast bullets fly
 
 
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 Like Judas of old 
 
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 You lie and deceive
 
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 А world war can't be won, 
 
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 And you want me to believe
 
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 But I see through your eyes 
 
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 And I see through your brain
 
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 Like I see through the water 
        
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 That runs down my drain
 
 
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 You that fasten all the triggers 
 
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 For the others to fire
 
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 Then you sit back and watch 
 
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 While the death count gets figher
 
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 You hide in your mansions 
 
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 While the young people's blood
 
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 Flows out of their bodies 
        
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 And gets buried in the mud
 
 
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 You've thrown the worst fear 
 
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 That can ever be hurled
 
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 Fear to bring children 
 
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 Into the world
 
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 For threatening my baby, 
 
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 Unborn and unnamed
 
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 You ain't worth the blood 
        
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 That runs in your veins
 
 
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 How much do I know 
 
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 To talk out of turn
 
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 You might say that I'm young, 
 
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 You might say I'm unlearned
 
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 But there's one thing I know, 
 
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 Though I'm younger than you
 
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 Even Jesus would never 
        
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 Forgive what you do
 
 
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 Let me ask you one question:  
 
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 Is your money that good?
 
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 Will it buy you forgiveness? 
 
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 Do you think that it could?
 
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 I think you will find 
 
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 When your death takes its toll
 
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 All the money you made 
        
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 Won't ever buy back your soul
 
 
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 And I hope that you die 
 
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 And your death will come soon
 
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 I'll follow your casket 
 
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 Through the pale afternoon
 
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 And I'll watch while you're 
 
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 Lowered into your death bed
 
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 Then I'll stand over your grave 
        
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 Till I'm sure that you're dead

Intro: 
Am
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Am7
 
Am
 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Come you masters of war
 
Am
                    
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 You that build the big guns
 
Am
                    
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 You that build the death planes
 
Am
                      
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 You that build all the bombs
 
Am
                   
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 You that hide behind walls
 
Am
                     
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 You that hide behind desks
 
Am
     
C
           
G
  
 I just want you to know 
        
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Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 I can see through your masks

 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 
 You that never have done 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Nothin' but build to destroy
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 You play with my world like 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 It's your little toy
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 You put a gun in my hand 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Then you hide from my eyes
 
Am
     
C
           
G
  
 Then you turn and run farther 
        
F
              
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 When the fast bullets fly
 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Like Judas of old 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 You lie and deceive
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 А world war can't be won, 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 And you want me to believe
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 But I see through your eyes 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 And I see through your brain
 
Am
     
C
           
G
  
 Like I see through the water 
        
F
           
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 That runs down my drain
 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 You that fasten all the triggers 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 For the others to fire
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Then you sit back and watch 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 While the death count gets figher
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 You hide in your mansions 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 While the young people's blood
 
Am
     
C
           
G
  
 Flows out of their bodies 
        
F
              
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 And gets buried in the mud
 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 You've thrown the worst fear 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 That can ever be hurled
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Fear to bring children 
 
Am
         
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Into the world
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 For threatening my baby, 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Unborn and unnamed
 
Am
     
C
           
G
  
 You ain't worth the blood 
        
F
           
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 That runs in your veins
 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 How much do I know 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 To talk out of turn
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 You might say that I'm young, 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 You might say I'm unlearned
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 But there's one thing I know, 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Though I'm younger than you
 
Am
     
C
           
G
  
 Even Jesus would never 
        
F
        
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Forgive what you do
 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Let me ask you one question:  
 
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Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Is your money that good?
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Will it buy you forgiveness? 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Do you think that it could?
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 I think you will find 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 When your death takes its toll
 
Am
     
C
           
G
  
 All the money you made 
        
F
              
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Won't ever buy back your soul
 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 And I hope that you die 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 And your death will come soon
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 I'll follow your casket 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Through the pale afternoon
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 And I'll watch while you're 
 
Am
             
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Lowered into your death bed
 
Am
     
C
           
G
  
 Then I'll stand over your grave 
        
F
              
Am
 
Am7
 
Am
 Till I'm sure that you're dead