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Em
The sun was hot and the air was heavy and the marching men came by
D
You stood at the door and you watched them pass you asked the reason why
Em
The sound of steel on their jackboot heel came pounding through your head
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Your reason is past, they've come at last, with the blessings of the dead.

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Hey Sandy, hey Sandy why are you the one?
D                A              G              D
All the years of growing up are wasted now and gone.
Em                                                                 A
Did you see them turn did you feel the burn of the bullets as they flew?
D          A              G            D
Hey Sandy, hey Sandy just what did you do?