F#mThe fishing boats go out across the evening water DSmuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border The Bmwinds whip up the waves so loud The Aghost moon sails aGmong the clouds And F#mturns the rifles Einto silver F#mon the border F#mOn my wall the colours of the maps are running DFrom Africa the winds they talk of changes coming The Bmtorches flair up in the night The Ahand that sets the Gfarms alight Has F#mspread the word to Ethose who're waiting F#mon the border AIn the village where I grew up (EM)Nothing seems the same But still you Dnever see the change from day to Aday And no one Dnotices the customs slip (C#)away (C#)BAG#mF#mEF#m F#mLate last night the rain was knocking on my window DI moved across the darkened room and in the lampglow I (BM)thought I saw down in the street The Aspirit of the Gcentury F#mTelling us that Ewe're all standing F#mon the border AIn the islands where I grew up (EM)Nothing seems the same It's just the Dpatterns that remain an empty Ashell But there's a Dstrangeness in the air you feel too (C#)well (C#)BAG#mF#mEF#m F#mThe fishing boats go out across the evening water DSmuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border The Bmwinds whip up the waves so loud The Aghost moon sails aGmong the clouds And
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