Intro:

"Roads getting narrow
With snakes in the shadow
And the shade where you sleep
Is form by the gallows
Where a man with an arrow
Was hung by the shallow
Little boys, little boys little boys
Who became what they feared.”
    C#m           B           A
E|-------------|-----------------|
B|-14-12-12----|-----------------|
G|----------13-|-11-11-13-13b14~-|
D|-------------|-----------------|
A|-------------|-----------------|
E|-------------|-----------------|
    C#m                 B     A/C#  A
E|-------11-11h12----|-----------------|
B|-14-14-------------|-----------------|
G|----------------12-|-11-11-13-13-----|
D|-------------------|-------------14~-|
A|-------------------|-----------------|
E|-------------------|-----------------|
 
C#5
Who would have thought
                    B5
That the ones who spoke of trust
       A5
Would come to betray us
 C#5
Who would have sought
                      B5
Love from those who prayed for peace
       A5
While sowing hatred's seed
    C#m           B        A
E|-------------|-----------------|
B|-14-12-12----|-----------------|
G|----------13-|-11-11-13-13-----|
D|-------------|-------------14~-|
A|-------------|-----------------|
E|-------------|-----------------|
/
 C#5
Who would have fought
                   B5
For a land where blood flows still
     A5
It blocks each river
 C#5
Who would have sons
                B5
Knowing all the orphans
            A5
They would soon deliver

  F#m
Kneel beside me
         B
In this field of memory
         A
Don't become those you fear
             B
Don't kill what you've been

Refrão:
            C#5
Cause the straight and arrow

And snakes in the shadow

And the shade where you sleep
    B5
Is form by the gallows
        C#5
Where a man with an arrow

Was hung by the shallow
 A5                        B5
Little boys, little boys, little boys

Who became what they fear
    C#m           B           A
E|-------------|-----------------|
B|-14-12-12----|-----------------|
G|----------13-|-11-11-13-13b14~-|
D|-------------|-----------------|
A|-------------|-----------------|
E|-------------|-----------------|
    C#m                 B     A/C#  A
E|-------11-11h12----|-----------------|
B|-14-14-------------|-----------------|
G|----------------12-|-11-11-13-13-----|
D|-------------------|-------------14~-|
A|-------------------|-----------------|
E|-------------------|-----------------|

( C#5 B5 A5 )
You should have known
That the snakes were
Figments of your imagination
You should have shown
That the roads and gallows
Were your own creation

  F#m
Kneel beside me
         B
In this field of memory
         A
Don't become those you fear
             B
Don't kill what you've been

Refrão:
            C#5
Cause the straight and arrow

And snakes in the shadow

And the shade where you sleep
    B5
Is form by the gallows
        C#5
Where a man with an arrow

Was hung by the shallow
 A5                        B5
Little boys, little boys, little boys

Who became what they fear (2x)

Interlúdio: C#m B C#m

  F#m
Kneel beside me
         B
In this field of memory
         A
Don't become those you fear
             B
Don't kill what you've been

Refrão:
            C#5
Cause the straight and arrow

And snakes in the shadow

And the shade where you sleep
    B5
Is form by the gallows
        C#5
Where a man with an arrow

Was hung by the shallow
 A5                        B5
Little boys, little boys, little boys

What's the point?

Refrão:
            C#5
Cause the straight and arrow

And snakes in the shadow

And the shade where you sleep
    B5
Is form by the gallows
        C#5
Where a man with an arrow

Was hung by the shallow
 A5                        B5
Little boys, little boys, little boys

Who became what they fear (2x)
 A5
Little boys, little boys
  B5
There's a choice, there's a choice

            C#5
Cause the straight and arrow

And snakes in the shadow

And the shade where you sleep
    B5
Is form by the gallows
        C#5
Where a man with an arrow

Was hung by the shallow
 A5                        B5
Little boys, little boys, little boys

Who became what they fear!