War Ukulele chords by Sleeping With Sirens

Tuning: G C E A (G C E A)

Key: Dm

Difficulty: Intermediate

Intro:
Dm C F C X2

Verse 1:
Dm         C  F        C
  This house of lies is stained in blood
Dm         C   F    C
  Geen tearing down our monuments
Dm         C  F       C
  And now our hope has turned to fear
Dm         C      F    C
  And it all seems so unclear

Dm        C  F      C
  A brother kills his own tonight
Dm         C  F        C
  When will we know our wrong from right?
Dm           C   F
  To me it seems that we have lost our sight
  C      Dm      C  F
  When we're blinded by our rights
 Bb
(And this is so surreal)


Chorus:
     F           C
        E           G
There's a cold hard rain on the mountain top
   Dm           Bb
Like a speeding train that'll never stop
    F           C
Just a twist of a knife for a bastard son
    Dm         Bb         Dm
It's a mother's love in a war that can't be won
Dm  F        C   Dm  C
In a war that can't be wooooooooooooooon


Verse 2:
F       C     Dm       C
 Poison water from the well to drink
Dm        C   F        C
 Shots rain down in our city streets
Dm         C  Dm      C
 And are we the land of the free?
F      C   Dm      C
 Was it made for you and me?
Bb
(And this is so surreal)


Chorus:
     F           C
        E           G
There's a cold hard rain on the mountain top
   Dm           Bb
Like a speeding train that'll never stop
    F           C
Just a twist of a knife for a bastard son
    Dm         Bb         Dm
It's a mother's love in a war that can't be won
Dm  F        C   Dm  C
In a war that can't be wooooooooooooooon

Bb F X2

Gridge:
F
Take the weight off your shoulders
  C
Our crosses to bear
     Dm
There's a black sun rising
    Bb
You can feel it in the air
    F           C
When we make our way to those pearly gates
    Dm
Will we walk right in?
F
This is judgement day


Chorus:
     F           C
        E           G
There's a cold hard rain on the mountain top
   Dm           Bb
Like a speeding train that'll never stop
    F           C
Just a twist of a knife for a bastard son
    Dm         Bb         Dm
It's a mother's love in a war that can't be won
Dm  F        C   Dm  C
In a war that can't be wooooooooooooooon
Dm     Bb
It cant be won