FBbDmCFFCF
There's a silence growing before the comin' storm
CF
We're all around us alive or tattered and torn
Bb
Stripped of spirit and stripped of pride
DmCF
Led to believe in the golden light
CFA broken home is like a smokin' gun
CF
When the battles over the unfortunate ones
Bb
Pick up the pieces with no guarantees
DmCF
That they won't be love's refugees
BbF
Blame it on the father, blame it on the mother
CF
They just don't know how to talk to each other
FBb
Like a river rollin' to the open sea
FCDmBb
Will all the children ever come to believe
FCF
Or are the children love's refugees
SOLO
CF
On the ship of fools there's a golden ring
CF
In the land of the blind the one-eyed man is king
Bb
Like Jezebel and old Ahab
DmCF
The more you want the less you have
BbF
Blame it on the father, blame it on the mother
CF
They just don't know how to talk to each other
Bb
Like a river rollin' to the open sea
FCDmBb
Will all the children ever come to believe
FCF
Or are the children love's refugees
FBb
Like a river rollin' to the open sea
FCDmBb
Will all the children ever be set free
FCF
Or are the children love's refugees
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.