Cementville Ghost Mice
We knew our stream [C]would lea[G]d to a bigger[Am] stream[F] [C]
And [G]eventually the [Am]river, and [F]out to the [C]sea
It never [G]seemed like a [Am]possi-[F]bili-[C]ty
That we could [G]go be[Am]yond our [F]boundaries
Be[C]yond my [G]mother's [C]scream[F]s[G]
[C] We [G]jumped over [Am]fences and we [F]cut some [C]down
As the [G]stream got [Am]deeper and [F]winded a[C]round
When we [G]finally [Am]made it [F]to its [C]mouth
We [G]stood in [Am]silence in [F]what we had [C]found
We were a[G]fraid to make a [C]sound[F] [G]
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[C]There was this w[G]arning, [Am]written in [F]red:
"This is the [C]land of the [G]Senecas, keep [Am]out!" then Beas[F]tmaster said:
"We [C]should not do this [G]now, Hawk", "No [Am]we should turn a[F]round"
"No we [C]should not do this [G]now Hawk", "No [Am]we should turn a[F]round"
"Make some [C]plans then come [G]back and [C]attack"
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[C] We [G]went to [Am]school and we [F]told the [C]gang
We [G]all met [Am]up the next [F]Sa-tur-[C]day
Armed [G]to the [Am]teeth with [F]BB [C]guns, Ram[G]bo knives [Am]and ma[F]chetes
We [C]were a [G]wicked little t[C]eam[F] [G]
[C] We [G]marched be[Am]side the [F]new found [C]stream
There [G]were red [Am]palm prints [F]on the [C]trees
We [G]found their [Am]club so [F]easi[C]ly
We [G]ripped up [Am]every[F]thing
We [C]showed [G]no merc[C]y[F] [G]
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[C] We painted [G]lightning bolts[Am]
And we [F]left a note to [C]let our ene[G]mies know that this [Am]war had be[F]gun
We said:[C] "You [G]got no rights[Am] to [F]post that kind of [C]sign"
"These woods does [G]not belong to [Am]you or any[F]one"
"And your [C]warnings [G]don't scare [C]us"
"Because[Dm], we move [Am]silently
We [E]hide in the shadows [Am]of the trees and[Dm] we will [Am]not be [E]seen
[Dm] We can dis[Am]arm the traps, just [E]set, set our [Am]own that you will [Dm]trip
Our [Am]arrows [E]will fly [Am]straighter
[Dm] These woods does [Am]not belong[E] to [Am]anyone, but [Dm]if it must it [Am]will belong to [E]us
[Dm] We have [Am]won this day,[E] you should [Am]know our names
We [Dm]are the [Am]Gladi[E]ator[C]s"
[F] We made [G]maps, we gave [C]names to all the [Am]paths
[F] We found the [G]place that gave our [C]little town its [Am]name
[F]It looked like a [G]castle but it was [C]where they made the ce[Am]ment at
To [F]us it was [G]such a magic [C]place
[F] We made a [G]temple out of [C]wood and we [Am]filled it with the [F]bones
That we [G]found in the [C]woods so people [Am]would leave us [F]alone
We were [G]young, we were [C]dumb, we were [Am]having so much [F]fun
The new kings [G]of the new king[C]dom
[Am] We en[G]joyed our vic[C]tory
[Am] We got a [G]message from[C] some[F]one named Gypsy
[Am] He said: "Your [G]bones do not scare[C] me
[Am] This war's not [G]over and I [C]think that we should [F]meet
The [Am]temple, this [G]Friday at [C]3"
[E] I woke up early before [F]school and I ran back to the [C]spot
It was filled with traps,[G] just like I thought
[E] I tore them up and left a [F]note, and said: "Is this some kind of [C]joke?
There's much more to us than [G]just old bones"
And the [C]top of the [G]castle is [F]where we would meet next
This time the [C]time and the [G]place were [F]things that we picked
We said "No [C]weapons", we [G]said "No [F]tricks"
We did the [C]best to hide the [G]fact that we were [F]just some little kids
We were [C]just some [G]little [C]kids
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[C] I was [G]scared when I saw [Am]him[F]
[C] He looked much [G]older and I [Am]thought that he might [F]be a Vet
[C] Beast[G]master climbed the [Am]wall and [F]saw he had a [C]rifle hidden [G]on a rope [Am]hanging in the [F]pit
I said: "We [C]said no [G]weapons" and we called him out on [C]it[F] [G]
[C] He didn't [G]know how I could [Am]know [F]
[C] Un[G]til he turned a[Am]round[F]
[C] Beast[G]master had [Am]climbed up right [F]behind him
[C] And didn't [G]make a [Am]sou[F]nd
And [C]we really [G]had him [C]now[F] [G]
(Tempo change and different strumming)
[Dm] We talked f[Am]or a while [E]with this s[C]tranger about the [Dm]natives of this [Am]land, our [E]gangs, and [C]nature
[Dm] When we got [Am]home again
We [E]didn't know what to [C]think of him
But it [Dm]seemed like the war was [Am]over and the [E]trees held no more [C]danger
I was [C]sad to [G]see it [C]go
[F] A few days [G]later I ran [C]in to him [Am]alone
At the [F]place that used to [G]be his o[C]ld gang's [Am]base
[F] He told me [G]stories of their[C] glory [Am]days
Before his [F]friends grew [G]up or they[C] moved [Am]away
And we [E]decided that day that we would[Am] build something new
We would[C] build it together, it would [G]represent our truce
And as [E]I got to know him, it go[Am]t easy to see that [C]he was just a kid who loved the [G]woods like me
He was a [C]friend, he was [G]not an ene[C]my
[C] We made our [G]enemies our [C]friends
We should have [Am]never been [G]enemies with [C]them
We made our [G]enemies our [Am]frien[F]ds
And our [C]gang got [G]twice as [C]big [G] [C]
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