Capo 3
[G]
For the [G]light sleeper, the street sweeper,
[C]Promise breaker, promise keeper,
The [D]astronaut, the acrobat,
The [C]underdog who is coming back.
Maybe you're[G] hooked On Phonics or Mary Jane;
[C]Coca Cola or cocaine.
[D]We're just a different kind of the same, yeah.
[C]Sticks and stones can break you.
But words are m[G]edicine, words are med[C]icine.
When I'[D]m black and blue, I'm broken and bruised,
I h[C]ear your voice again.
Words are m[G]edicine.
[G]The beautician, the mortician,
Th[C]e blinded sided, the night vision,
Th[D]e baptized, the chicken fried,
Th[C]e rolled tide, the unforgiven.
For the g[G]irl who is lost in romance novels,
The [C]guy who sees through whiskey goggles
[D]We're just a different kind of the same, yeah.
[C]Sticks and stones can break you.
But words are m[G]edicine, words are med[C]icine.
When I'[D]m black and blue, you're broken and bruised,
Just [C]hear my voice again.
Words are m[G]edicine.
I[Em] do. I will.
I believe in you still.
I have a [C]dream.
Imagine.
A shining city on a hill.
I?[D]?m sorry. Forgive me.
I [C]love you.
I love you.
Words are m[G]edicine. Words are m[Bm]edicine.
When you're[D] black and blue, you're broken and bruised,
Just h[C]ear my voice again:
Words are m[G]edicine. Words are med[C]icine.
When we'r[D]e black and blue, we're broken and bruised,
I [C]hear your song , my friend.
Words are m[G]edicine. Words are m[C]edicine.
Words are m[G]edicine. Words are m[C]ediciiiiiiine.
G, C x4
[G]
For the [G]light sleeper, the street sweeper,
[C]Promise breaker, promise keeper,
The [D]astronaut, the acrobat,
The [C]underdog who is coming back.
Maybe you're[G] hooked On Phonics or Mary Jane;
[C]Coca Cola or cocaine.
[D]We're just a different kind of the same, yeah.
[C]Sticks and stones can break you.
But words are m[G]edicine, words are med[C]icine.
When I'[D]m black and blue, I'm broken and bruised,
I h[C]ear your voice again.
Words are m[G]edicine.
[G]The beautician, the mortician,
Th[C]e blinded sided, the night vision,
Th[D]e baptized, the chicken fried,
Th[C]e rolled tide, the unforgiven.
For the g[G]irl who is lost in romance novels,
The [C]guy who sees through whiskey goggles
[D]We're just a different kind of the same, yeah.
[C]Sticks and stones can break you.
But words are m[G]edicine, words are med[C]icine.
When I'[D]m black and blue, you're broken and bruised,
Just [C]hear my voice again.
Words are m[G]edicine.
I[Em] do. I will.
I believe in you still.
I have a [C]dream.
Imagine.
A shining city on a hill.
I?[D]?m sorry. Forgive me.
I [C]love you.
I love you.
Words are m[G]edicine. Words are m[Bm]edicine.
When you're[D] black and blue, you're broken and bruised,
Just h[C]ear my voice again:
Words are m[G]edicine. Words are med[C]icine.
When we'r[D]e black and blue, we're broken and bruised,
I [C]hear your song , my friend.
Words are m[G]edicine. Words are m[C]edicine.
Words are m[G]edicine. Words are m[C]ediciiiiiiine.
G, C x4