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               Honey, I Was Right About The War - Smoke or Fire
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Tabbed By: Michael Hanns 
E-mail: savehaanzfromwork@gmail.com

Tuning: EADGBE (Standard)

Great acoustic anthem from 'The Speakeasy'
Comments/suggestions/criticism welcome and encouraged.

Chords are the same throughout the whole song except at the end.
Timing is slightly different every other time you play the 4 chord progression.


Intro: G, Em, C, D

G
Eight years ago on a summers night
       Em
On the streets of L.A. was our first fight
C                                  D
Turned out to be the first of many more
G
The country was all in up rise
Em
Who the blame and who to fight
       C             D
Who to kill and bomb
              G
To settle the score

G
You said "My love, at times like these
Em
You don't dare question the president,"
C                                        D
And I raised my voice to the girl I most adore
G
I said "I know it's hard for you to see
      Em                                            C
But I will not blindly follow one who blindly leads
   D               G
No matter what the cause."

G
Three thousand dead in NYC
               Em                          C
And now three thousand more across the sea
                        D
No-one can tell me what for
G
And I'm not one to say I told you so
    Em
But time has passed, and now we know
     C            D               G
That honey, I was right about the war

Em (let ring)
Rich man's chess game is called "a war"
C (let ring)                                D (let ring)
And the pawns they use are named "the poor"
And no-one ever wins
G
And I say for shame on anyone
Em
Who orders young men to shoot a gun
          C                                   D
For these gods you all kill and die so easily for

G
My dear, the end is coming soon
    Em
Not for the Earth, but for me and you
    C           D                   G
And every other soul who shares the world
       C                D                G
Kill a million men, but ideas will still endure
C                D                  G
People were not meant to shoot for sport
C (let ring)      D (let ring)    G (let ring)
God dammit, I was right about the war