D | G | D | A | |||
D | G |
You who are on the | road |
D | A | |
Must have a | code that you can live | by |
D | G | |
And | so become your | self |
D | A | |
Because the | past is just a good- | bye. |
D | G |
Teach your children | well, |
D | A | |
Their father’s | hell did slowly go | by, |
D | G | |
And | feed them on your | dreams |
D | A | |
The one they | picks, the one you’ll know | by. |
D | G | D |
Don’t you ever ask them | why, if they told you, you will | cry, |
Bm | G | A | |
So just look at them and | sigh |
D | |
and know they love | you. |
G | A | D | ||
And you, of tender years, |
Can’t know the fears that your elders grew by, |
And so please help them with your youth, |
They seek the truth before they can die. |
Can you hear me? If you can |
Can’t you see, we must be free to |
Teach your children. |
You may need them to make a world |
That we can live in peace. |
D | G |
Teach your parents | well, |
D | A | |
Their children’s | hell will slowly go | by, |
D | G | |
And | feed them on your | dreams |
D | A | |
The one they | picks, the one you’ll know | by. |
D | G | D |
Don’t you ever ask them | why, if they told you, you will | cry, |
Bm | G | A | |
So just look at them and | sigh |
D | |
and know they love | you. |
G | A | D | ||