This story's right, this story's true. I would not tell lies to you.
Like the [C]promises they did not keep, [G]and how they fenced us in like sheep.
Said to us come take our hand, set us up on mission land.
[C]Taught us to read, to write and pray.
[D]Then they took the children away. Took the [G]children away, the [C]children away.
[D]Snatched from their Mothers breast, [C]said this is for the best.
[G]Took them away.
[G]The welfare man, the police man, said you've got to understand.
We'll [C]give to them what you can't give, [G]teach them how to really live.
Teach them how to live they said, humiliated them instead.
[C]Taught them that and taught them this [D]and others taught them predjudice.
Oh took the [G]children away, the [C]children away.
[D]Breaking their Mothers heart, [C]tearing us all apart, [G]took them away.
[G]One dark day on Framlingham, came and didn't give a damn.
My [C]Mother cried go get their Dad, [G]he came running, fighting mad.
Mothers tears were falling down, my Dad shaped up and stood his ground.
He said "You [C]touch my kids and you fight me".
[D]Then they took us from our family. [G]Took us away, they [C]took us away.
[D]Snatched from our Mothers breast, [C]said this was for the best, [G]took us away.
Instumental:
[G]Told us what to do and say, taught us all the white mans ways.
[C]Then they split us up again, [G]gave us gifts to ease the pain.
Sent us off to foster homes, as we grew up we felt alone.
Cause we were [C]acting white, yet feeling black.
[D]One sweet day all the children came back.
The [G]children came back, the [C]children came back.
[D]Back where their hearts grow strong, [C]back where they all belong.
The [G]children came back, said the children came back.
Oh the [C]children came back, [D]back where they understand.
[C]back to their Mothers land, the [G]children came back.
[G]Back to their Mother, back to their [C]Father.
Back to their [G]Sister, back to their [D]Brother.
Back to their [G]People, back to THEIR [C]LAND.
All the children came [G]back, [C]the children came [G]back.
[C]Yeah the children came [G]back, [D]yes I came [G]back.
Truly, one of the best songs of all time. I dedicate this to Uncle Ted RIP,
Aunty Carol RIP, Brenda, Tye and Eddie RIP. Comment, correction and/or
rating appreciated. Enjoy!
Like the [C]promises they did not keep, [G]and how they fenced us in like sheep.
Said to us come take our hand, set us up on mission land.
[C]Taught us to read, to write and pray.
[D]Then they took the children away. Took the [G]children away, the [C]children away.
[D]Snatched from their Mothers breast, [C]said this is for the best.
[G]Took them away.
[G]The welfare man, the police man, said you've got to understand.
We'll [C]give to them what you can't give, [G]teach them how to really live.
Teach them how to live they said, humiliated them instead.
[C]Taught them that and taught them this [D]and others taught them predjudice.
Oh took the [G]children away, the [C]children away.
[D]Breaking their Mothers heart, [C]tearing us all apart, [G]took them away.
[G]One dark day on Framlingham, came and didn't give a damn.
My [C]Mother cried go get their Dad, [G]he came running, fighting mad.
Mothers tears were falling down, my Dad shaped up and stood his ground.
He said "You [C]touch my kids and you fight me".
[D]Then they took us from our family. [G]Took us away, they [C]took us away.
[D]Snatched from our Mothers breast, [C]said this was for the best, [G]took us away.
Instumental:
[G]Told us what to do and say, taught us all the white mans ways.
[C]Then they split us up again, [G]gave us gifts to ease the pain.
Sent us off to foster homes, as we grew up we felt alone.
Cause we were [C]acting white, yet feeling black.
[D]One sweet day all the children came back.
The [G]children came back, the [C]children came back.
[D]Back where their hearts grow strong, [C]back where they all belong.
The [G]children came back, said the children came back.
Oh the [C]children came back, [D]back where they understand.
[C]back to their Mothers land, the [G]children came back.
[G]Back to their Mother, back to their [C]Father.
Back to their [G]Sister, back to their [D]Brother.
Back to their [G]People, back to THEIR [C]LAND.
All the children came [G]back, [C]the children came [G]back.
[C]Yeah the children came [G]back, [D]yes I came [G]back.
Truly, one of the best songs of all time. I dedicate this to Uncle Ted RIP,
Aunty Carol RIP, Brenda, Tye and Eddie RIP. Comment, correction and/or
rating appreciated. Enjoy!
