Must have a (C)code that you can (G)live by.
And (C)so become (F)yourself
Because the (C)past is just a (G)good bye.
(C)Teach your children (F)well,
Their father's (C)hell
did slowly (G)go by,
And (C)feed them on
your (F)dreams
The one they (C)picks,
the one you'll (G)know by.
(C)Don't
you ever ask them (F)why, if they told you, you will (C)cry,
So just look at them and (Amin)sigh (F) - (G)and know
they (C)love you.
And you, of tender years,
Can't know the fears that your elders grew by,
And so please help them with your youth,
They seek the truth before they can die.
Teach your parents well,
Their children's hell will slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picks, the one you'll know by.
Don't you ever ask them why, if
they told you, you will cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.
