Dm                F          
I hear all the cries that surround me
  G           Dm
So many things are much bigger than my needs
  F
As the poor feed on empty promises
  G
The wealthy kings are stomach full on greed
 F
We hope
  G
We cry
         F
We pray  for change
      G
We sing a song
            F    G
For the stars & the sun
Chorus:
  Am
LET OUR SIsters sing
 C       Dm
While our brothers go to war
 F   
Let our children see
 Dm           C
Mother's keep your prayers
 F
I am my father's son
 Fm
I am my father
 D      C
Heroes bleed gold
      D
They wrote the answers
 C
To the questions of cold
 D                   F
I lost my faith in religion
Promoting confusion and divide
 D                 F
I refuse to be used as prawn
Fronting their picket lines
 D                         F
Pigs in suits perched up on their high horse
 G             D
Sending your sons to war
      F
The greed they feed moving through their halls
 G
Motivates them more