Sons Of Dadd9 D Dmaj7 D Sons of the thief, sons of the saint Dadd9 D G A7 Who is the child with no complaint Em Em7 Em6 Em7 Sons of the great or sons unknown A7 D All were children like your own Dadd9 D Dmaj7 D The same sweet smiles, the same sad tears Dadd9 D Gmaj7 The cries at night, the nightmare fears G Bm A Bb+ Sons of the great or sons unknown G A D All were children like your own... A Bm A Bm So long ago, long, long, ago... Dadd9 D Dmaj7 D But sons of tycoons or sons of the farms Dadd9 D G A7 All of the children ran from your arms Em Em7 Em6 Em7 Through fields of gold, through fields of ruin A7 D All of the children vanished too soon Dadd9 D Dmaj7 D In tow’ring waves, in walls of flesh Dadd9 D Gmaj7 Among dying birds trembling with death G Bm A Bb+ Sons of tycoons or sons of the farms G A D All of the children ran from your arms... D C# D C# So long ago: long, long, ago... (down to key of F#) But sons of your sons or sons passing by Children we lost in lullabies Sons of true love or sons of regret All of the sons you cannot forget Some built the roads, some wrote the poems Some went to war, some never came home Sons of your sons or sons passing by Children we lost in lullabies... So long ago: long, long, ago But, sons of the theif, sons of the saint Who is the child with no complaint Sons of the great or sons unknown All were children like your own The same sweet smiles, the same sad tears The cries at night, the nightmare fears Sons of the great or sons unknown All were children like your own... P.S.: This gave me a lot of work but still I'm not absolutely happy with it, so, feel free to give any correction you feel it is needing. by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com