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Tom:
Gm F It was a friday, there was a buzz on the buzz of freedom
Eb And teenage love, I heard the bass drum, but I couldn't hear a thing
Dm Hey Ken, can you turn it up?
Gm Still, all the kids scream and the fields roll by
F But then you, jumped, walked in a very straight line
Eb Dm I heard the radio man coming down like a lifeline
Gm F Warriors, we were the kids from the country
Eb Keepin' it real in the suburbs
Dm But I see we we are warriors
Gm F Warriors, I see the smoke in the night sky
Eb I think I smell a warrior
Dm Tonight, we are warriors
Gm I got the sheet bike on my way down the drive
F I closed my guitar case and I flat from the tie
Eb The race was on, fifteen years old
Dm Nothing gets in the way, with a chance remote control
Gm F And it was so easy, in thinking light want to like a candelabro at
Eb morning to
Dm Lit up like a Milky Way, I will change it with you
Gm F Warriors, we were the kids from the country
Eb Keepin' it real in the suburbs
Dm But I see we we are warriors
Gm F Warriors, I see the smoke in the night sky
Eb I think I smell a warrior
Dm Tonight, we are warriors
Gm F Oh, oh
Eb Dm Oh, oh
Gm F Oh, oh
Eb Dm Oh, oh
Gm F Warriors, we were the kids from the country
Eb Keepin' it real in the suburbs
Dm But I see we we are warriors
Gm F Warriors, I see the smoke in the night sky
Eb I think I smell a warrior
Dm Tonight, we are warriors
Gm F Oh
Eb Dm Oh
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