Tabbed by kievo Capo 3rd fret NOTE: Some lyrics are incomplete! Please let me know :) A5 C5 G5 F5 I wonder if there's dreamers on the streets of Tripoli A5 C5 F5 G5 Fighting for freedom , a better place to be A5 C5 G5 F5 I wonder if there's a young man not far off the same as me A5 C5 F5 G5 Wielding his ideas for others to see A5 There's a roof on my head C5 And I'm well fed F5 A5 And the sun tomorrow I'm likely to see C5 G5 So spare a thought for the people of Tripoli F5 G5 A5 For their dreams are far from ... I sing A5 C5 G5 F5 Controlled by a man we've all known and seen before A5 C5 G5 F5 Killing on his doorstep as the blood runs down his doors A5 C5 G5 F5 Poisoning his people with words spun from the west A5 C5 G5 F5 He's giving them arms to fight while in his past head down he rests There's a roof on my head And I'm well fed And the sun tomorrow I'm likely to see So spare a thought for the people of Tripoli For their dreams are far from ... I sing The disaster's on the news as the battle rages on Limbs are pulled from the rubble and all I can do is look on Before I stop my day, before I'm back in ... I ask could we do more if we didn't ... Well they're sending ships and planes and a no-fly zone is arranged As the government plays Risk once again And I wonder if there's dreamers on the streets of Tripoli Fighting for their freedom , a better place to be There's a roof on my head And I'm well fed And the sun tomorrow I'm likely to see So spare a thought for the people of Tripoli For their dreams are far from ... I sing A5 There's a roof on my head C5 And I'm well fed F5 A5 And the sun tomorrow I'm likely to see C5 G5 So spare a thought should daily passes you by F5 G5 And the little things get you down F5 G5 Oh the little things pass you by F5 G5 And the little things feel like a thorn A5 In your sight A5 C5 G5 F5 I wonder if there's dreamers on the streets of Tripoli A5 C5 F5 G5 Fighting for freedom , a better place to be A5 C5 G5 F5 I wonder if there's a young man not far off the same as me A5 C5 G5 A5 Wielding his ideas I wonder if he'll live to see