Children [C] - The Mavericks [Intro] (x2) C F C G C F C G [Verse 1] C F C G A child who was raised by an unworthy hand, C F C G Has less of a chance of being a man. C F C G Well try to remember and then understand, C F C G Why a mother would cry while her husband lay dead. C F C G Shot down by the gun of a runaway train, C F C G 'Cause life in the fast lane, it all ends the same. C F C G Well the same children's lives, they will always regret, F G C F C G C F C G Are the children who never forget. [Verse 2] C F C G A man ends up tired and walking alone, C F C G On a street corner singing for a penny a song. C F C G What he cannot remember, was never his own, C F C G Thats the answer he gave when he speaks of his home. C F C G Well the streets of my life I don't know anymore, C F C G Where the children are junkies and the ladies are whores. C F C G Well the same children's lives, they will always regret, F G C F C G Are the children who never forget. |[Chorus] |C F C G |Goodnight, goodnight sweet child. | C F C G |Why don't you dream with the angels, to forget for a while? | C F C G |To forget of the life, thats been handed to you, | C F C G |Where everything's real, yet nothing is true. | C F C G |Well perhaps you can change what the cards always read, | F G C F C G C F C G |For the children who never forget. [Instrumental] C F C G C F C G [Verse 3] C F C G For a time they were counting you out of this race, C F C G You stood up like a champion that had fallen with grace. C F C G Never showing the anguish that covered your face, C F C G You were raped and forgotten, left to die in disgrace. C F C G Shot down by the gun of a runaway train, C F C G 'Cause life in the fast lane, it all ends the same. C F C G Well the same children's lives, they will always regret, F G C F C G Are the children who never forget. |[Chorus] |C F C G |Goodnight, goodnight sweet child. | C F C G |Why don't you dream with the angels, to forget for a while? | C F C G |To forget of the life, thats been handed to you, | C F C G |Where everything's real, yet nothing is true. | C F C G |Well perhaps you can change what the cards always read, | F G C F C G C F C G |For the children who never forget. |[Chorus] (x2) |C F C G |Goodnight, goodnight sweet child. | C F C G |Why don't you dream with the angels, to forget for a while? | C F C G |To forget of the life, thats been handed to you, | C F C G |Where everything's real, yet nothing is true.