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Acorde de Masters Of War - Bob Dylan

Letra de Masters Of War

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Come you masters of war, you that build the big guns

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You that build the death planes, you that build all the bombs

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You that hide behind walls, you that hide behind desks

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I just want you to know I can see through your masks



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You that never have done nothin' but build to destroy

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You play with my world like it's your little toy

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You put a gun in my hand then you hide from my eyes

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Then you turn and run farther when the fast bullets fly



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Like Judas of old you lie and deceive

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A world war can't be won, and you want me to believe

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But I see through your eyes and I see through your brain

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Like I see through the water that runs down my drain



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You that fasten all the triggers for the others to fire

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Then you sit back and watch while the death count gets higher

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You hide in your mansions while the young people's blood

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Flows out of their bodies and gets buried in the mud

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You've thrown the worst fear that can ever be hurled

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Fear to bring children into the world

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For threatening my baby, unborn and unnamed

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You ain't worth the blood that runs in your veins



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How much do I know to talk out of turn

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You might say that I'm young, you might say I'm unlearned

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But there's one thing I know, though I'm younger than you

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Even Jesus would never forgive what you do



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Let me ask you one question: is your money that good?

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Will it buy you forgiveness? Do you think that it could?

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I think you will find when your death takes its toll

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All the money you made won't ever buy back your soul



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And I hope that you die and your death will come soon

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I'll follow your casket through the pale afternoon

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And I'll watch while you're lowered into your death bed

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Then I'll stand over your grave till I'm sure that you're dead

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