• Song:

    Masters Of War

  • Artist:

    Ed Sheeran

the other version of this song is close, but this one is more accurate...

Capo 4

Intro: Am G7 x3  Am C G7 Am

G7                                   Am           G7
Come you masters   of        war

G7                                   Am           G7
You that build     the       big guns

G7                                Am           G7
You that build the death planes

G7                                   Am           G7
You that build     all       the bombs

G7                                   Am           G7
You that hide     behind     walls    

G7                                   Am   
You that hide     behind     desks    

Am            C   G7       Am                
I just want you  to   know I can see through your masks


G7                                   Am           G7
You that never have done nothin' 
G7                                   Am           G7
but build to destroy
G7                                   Am           G7
You play with my world
G7                                   Am           G7
like it's your little toy
G7                                   Am           G7
You put a gun in my hands
G7                                   Am          
then you hide from my eyes
Am            C   G7       Am  
Then you turn and run farther when the fast bullets fly

G7                                   Am           G7
Like Judas of old
you lie and deceive
A world war can be won
you want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
and I see through your brain
Am            C   G7       Am
Like I see through the water that runs down my drain

G7                                   Am           G7
You that fasten all the triggers
for the others to fire
Then you sit back and watch
as the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansions
while the young people's blood
Am            C   G7       Am
Flows out of their bodies and gets buried in the mud

G7                                   Am           G7
You've thrown the worst fear
that can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
into the world
For threatening my baby
unborn and unnamed
Am            C                            G7       Am
You ain't worth the blood that runs in your veins

G7                                   Am           G7
How much do I know
to talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
you might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
though I'm younger than you
Am            C                         G7       Am
Even Jesus would never forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness? 
Do you think that it could?
I think you will find
when your death takes its toll
Am                          C                  G7       Am
All the money you made won't ever buy back your soul

G7                                   Am           G7
And I hope that you die
and your death will come soon
I'll follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your death-bed
Am                                   C                     G7              Am
Then I'll stand over your grave till I'm sure that you're dead
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