Leaving Beirut
Roger WatersVersion1
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Chords in this song
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D-DU-UDU
Are these the people that we should bomb
Are we so sure they mean us harm
Is this our pleasure, punishment or crime
Is this a mountain that we really want to climb
The road is hard, hard and long
Put down that two by four
This man would never turn you from his door
Oh George! Oh George!
That Texas education must have fucked you up when you were very small
When I was 17 my mother, bless her heart,
Fulfilled my summer dream she handed me the keys to the car
We motored down to Paris, fuelled with Dexedrine and booze
Got bust in Antibes by the cops and fleeced in Naples by the wops
But everyone was kind to us, we were the English dudes
Our dads had helped them win the war
When we all knew what we were fighting for
But now an Englishman abroad is just a US stooge
The bulldog is a poodle snapping round the scoundrel's last refuge
Is gentleness too much for us
Should gentleness be filed along with empathy
We feel for someone else's child
Every time a smart bomb does its sums and gets it wrong
Someone else's child dies and equities in defence rise
America, America, please hear us when we call
You got hip-hop, be-bop, hustle and bustle
You got Atticus Finch, you got Jane Russell
You got freedom of speech, you got great beaches,
Wildernesses and malls
Don't let the might, the Christian right,
Fuck it all up for you and the rest of the world
Not in my name, Tony, you great war leader you
Terror is still terror, whosoever gets to frame the rules
History's not written by the vanquished or the damned
Now we are Genghis Khan, Lucretia Borghia, Son of Sam
In 1961 they took this child into their home
I wonder what became of them in the cauldron that was Lebanon
If I could find them now, could I make amends?
How does the story end?
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Readable chord sheet for Leaving Beirut by Roger Waters
[C]Are these the people [E]that we should [E7]bomb [F]Are we so sure [G]they mean us harm [C]Is this our pleasure, [E]punishment or [E7]crime [F]Is this a mountain that we [G]really want to climb [C]The road is hard, [E]hard and lon[E7]g [F]Put down that two by four [G]This man would never turn you from his d[C]oor Oh George! [E]Oh Georg[E7]e! [F]That Texas education must have [G]fucked you up when you were very [C]small [C]When I was 17 my [E]mother, bless her [E7]heart, [F]Fulfilled my summer dream she [G]handed me the keys to the ca[C]r We motored down to Paris, fuelled [E]with Dexedrine and [E7]booze [F]Got bust in Antibes by the cops and [G]fleeced in Naples by the wops [C]But everyone was kind to us, we [E]were the English [E7]dudes [F]Our dads had helped them win the war [G]When we all knew what we were fighting [C]for But now an Englishman abroad is [E]just a US stoo[E7]ge [F]The bulldog is a poodle snapping [G]round the scoundrel's last refuge [C]Is gentleness too much for us Should [E]gentleness be [E7]filed [F]along with empathy We [G]feel for someone else's child [C]Every time a smart bomb does its s[E]ums and gets it [E7]wrong [F]Someone else's child dies and [G]equities in defence rise [C]America, America, please [E]hear us when we [E7]call [F]You got hip-hop, be-bop, hustle and bustle [G]You got Atticus Finch, you got Jane Russell [C]You got freedom of speech, you got great beaches, [E]Wildernesses and [E7]malls [F]Don't let the might, the Christian right, [G]Fuck it all up for you and the rest of the worl[C]d [C]Not in my name, Tony, you [E]great war leader [E7]you [F]Terror is still terror, who[G]soever gets to frame the rules [C]History's not written by the [E]vanquished or the d[E7]amned [F]Now we are Genghis Khan, Lu[G]cretia Borghia, Son of Sam [C]In 1961 they took this c[E]hild into their [E7]home [F]I wonder what became of them in the [G]cauldron that was Lebanon [C]If I could find them now, [E]could I make [E7]amends? [F]How does the story [G]end? [C]