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DIAMONDS 
Michael Lee 

Key of C Major

Tempo 92 bpm

Verse

(E)                                    G

Caught in a struggle to be free

A                          E

We play with guns n' such

                                     G                    (A)     

We'll mess each other up real good

                   E

What's a man without a fight?

                   G               A            E                         (G)(A)

What's a dog, a hungry dog, without its rights?

 

Chorus

(C)                              B                                          C

The cost to play the game could be somebody’s head

                              B                                         C

I'd hate to be the one to tell his family he's dead

                                      B                                                 C

And I'd hate to be the one with both hands stained in red

                                    D                          E

But I also wouldn't wanna be one of them

 

Verse 2

(E)   G                            A      E

The brave young souls who gave it all

                           G                           A

Those precious diamonds, no longer in the rough

(E)                 G                                    (A)

Tossed and thrown, a heart of stone

           E                                    G   (A)

Just ain't enough, to last forever

 

Breakdown

E, E, G, A (x2)

(A)                 E                  (G)(A)

Bodies buried in the sand

                                  E              (G)(A)

They were fighting for the land

 

Chorus 2

(C)                             B                                          C

The cost to play the game could be somebody’s head

                                B                                      C

I'd hate to be the one to tell his family he's dead

                                      B                                                 C

And I'd hate to be the one with both hands stained in red

                                     D                              C   (D)(E)

But I also wouldn't wanna be shot full of lead

 

Bridge

(C)                                              (D)                   E

If we could play together nice, like good little kids

 

Learn how to share, each other’s own space and time

(C)                                        (D)                                     (E)

And every once in a while, get on each other’s nerves

                                                                                      C   (D)

But not retaliate, so let's become one constellation now

 

Outro

(A)(G) x4