Peace frog

Tom: Gm
Intro: Gm - C    Gm - C    Gm - C    Gm - C   (2x)
 
     Gm               C                       - Gm - C
1. There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles,
      Gm          C             - Gm - C
    blood in the streets it's up to my knee.
       Gm           C                    - Gm - C
    Blood in the streets, the town of Chicago,
      Gm       C           Gm   - C
    blood on the rise, it's following me,
Gm             C             - Gm - C
    just about the break of day.
Em            G                B7                    A
    She came, then she drove away, sunlight in her hair.
 
       Gm             C                  - Gm - C
2. Blood on the streets runs a river of sadness,
       Gm           C                    - Gm - C
    blood in the streets, it's up to my thigh.
          Gm         C                  - Gm - C
    The river runs down the legs of the city,
           Gm          C               - Gm - C 
    the women are crying red rivers of weeping.
Em                       G               B7                    A
    She came in town and then she drove away, sunlight in her hair.
 
    - B7         Em - A  (4x) - Em ~ ~         Gm - C (6x)
 
   (spoken : )
D - C   - - - - -  Gm  - - - - - - - - - - - - -
          Indians scattered        on dawn's highway,
      A - - - - - -  Eb - - -     C - - - - - - -     - D
    bleeding   ghosts crowd the young childs fragile eggshell mind.
 
      Gm       C              Gm         C
3. Blood in the streets of the town of New Haven,
      Gm        C                 Gm           C
    blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice.
       Gm       C        Gm       C
    Blood in my love in the terrible summer,
       Gm        C       Gm      C    - Gm - C
    bloody red sun of fantastic L.A.
 
       Gm                  C                      - Gm - C
    Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers,
      Gm             C                  - Gm - C
    blood will be born in the birth of a nation,
      Gm         C           Gm     - C - Gm - C
    Blood is the rose of mysterious union.
 
           Gm             C                    - Gm - C
4. There's blood in the streets it's up to my ankles,
      Gm           C            - Gm - C
    blood in the streets it's up to my knees.
      Gm           C                - Gm C
    Blood in the streets, the town of Chicago,
      Gm           C                 Gm    - C - F
    blood on the rise, it's following me.