G5  D5  C5  C5    D5  D5  A5  G5 
{intro: all instruments} 
G5  D5  C5  C5    D5  D5  G5  G5 
{intro: all instruments} 
  

G5              D5         C5          C5      D5      D5       A5   G5 
  When we were young, we pledged allegiance every morning of our lives 
G5          D5            C5              C5   D5      D5          A5    G5 
  The classroom rang with children's voices under teacher's watchful eye 
G5             D5        C5       C5      D5       D5          A5    G5 
  We learned about the world around us at our desks and at dinnertime 
G5       D5         C5       C5          D5           D5              A5    G5 
  Reminded of the starving children, we cleaned our plates with guilty minds 
  

C5         C5      D5       D5   G5          C5 - G5    D5       D5 
  And the stones in the road shone like diamonds in the dust 
A5           A5     E5        E5       C5         G5        D5     D5 
  And then a voice called to us     to make our way back home 
  
When I was ten, my father held me on his shoulders above the crowd 

To see a train draped in mourning pass slowly through our town 

His widow kneeled with all their children at the sacred burial ground 

And the TV glowed that long hot summer with all the cities burning down 
  
And the stones in the road flew out beneath our bicycle tires 

Worlds removed from all those fires as we raced each other home 
  
{guitar solo; same as intro.} 

{piano solo; use verse chords.} 
  

           C5       C5   C5   C5   D5          D5      G5        G5 
And now we drink our coffee on the run, we climb that ladder rung by rung 
   C5    C5       C5    C5     E5         C5           D5      D5 D5 D5 
We are the daughters and the sons, and here's the line that's missing 
  
The starving children have been replaced by souls out on the street 
We give a dollar when we pass, and hope our eyes don't meet 
We pencil in, we cancel out, we crave the corner suite 
We kiss your ass, we make you hold, we doctor the receipt 
  
And the stones in the road fly out from beneath our wheels 
Another day, another deal, before we get back home 
  
And the stones in the road leave a mark from whence they came 
A thousand points of light or shame, baby, I don't know 
 
{repeat guitar solo three times; end on G.}