CAPO III

C                   G             Am                     F
Played a game in my younger life, a lot like twister but with a knife
C               G                  Am                F
Threw the point into the ground to bend my brother's body round
C      G                Am          F
No one bled and if they did, didn't cry
C       G      Am       F
Don't recall a watchful eye
F              C                   G                  C
I think we led safer lives when we played around with knives

C                  G             Am               F
Left the house for hours on end, home to eat then back again
C                G                     Am                    F 
Raced around the monkey trails with my back step breaks that never
failed
C      G           Am    F          
I road through the woods alone, 
C      G         Am       F 
out of sight and far from home
F                 C                 G               C
I think I got the richer life on my rusted no speed bike

     F        G               C           F  
When patience broke and I was put from my room
  F              G            C           F
I took it on the ass with the same wooden spoon
     F               G
That beat the cookie dough

C           G           Am                   F      
No kid ever disappeared and if they did we'd never hear
C                  G               Am           F      
The sordid details of their deaths never landed on my doorstep
C     G         Am   F       
I was taught to be polite, 
C     G         Am   F      
how to eat and sit upright
    C     G    Am       F        
But I was left alone to fight,
C      G      Am        F      
figure out if that felt right
F                  C                    G                  C
I think we got the richer lives when we played around with knives
F              C                   G                  C
I think we led safer lives when we played around with knives

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