Sons Of

[Dadd9]Sons of the [D]thief, [Dmaj7]sons of the [D]saint
[Dadd9]Who is the c[D]hild with [G]no comp[A7]laint
[Em]Sons of the [Em7]great or [Em6]sons un[Em7]known
All were [A7]children [D]like your own
The [Dadd9]same sweet [D]smiles, the [Dmaj7]same sad [D]tears
The [Dadd9]cries at [D]night, the [Gmaj7]nightmare fears
[G]Sons of the [Bm]great or [A]sons un[Bb]known
[G]All were [A]children [D]like your own...

[A]So long a[Bm]go, [A]long, long, a[Bm]go...

But [Dadd9]sons of ty[D]coons or [Dmaj7]sons of the [D]farms
[Dadd9]All of the c[D]hildren ran [G]from your [A7]arms
Through [Em]fields of [Em7]gold, through [Em6]fields of [Em7]ruin
All of the [A7]children [D]vanished too soon
In [Dadd9]tow’ring wa[D]ves, in [Dmaj7]walls of [D]flesh
Among [Dadd9]dying [D]birds [Gmaj7]trembling with death
[G]Sons of ty[Bm]coons or [A]sons of the [Bb]farms
[G]All of the [A]children ran [D]from your arms...

[D]So long a[C#]go: [D]long, long, a[C#]go...

(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.