Bullet The Blue Sky – U2
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U2: “BULLET THE BLUE SKY”
Chords by Ney Young
This is a very very very simple chords version of the song "Bullet the Blue Sky" from
the U2´s "The Joshua Tree"
album (1987). If you want a great vesrion of this song, look for a tab version on this
site, there´s a lot of
great versions of this song, this one is just a simple chords version.
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In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
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See it driving nails Into the souls on the tree of pain
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From the firefly, a red orange glow
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See the face of fear Running scared in the valley below
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
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In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum
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Jacob wrestled the angel And the angel was overcome
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You plant a demon seed You raise a flower of fire
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See them burning crosses See the flames higher and higher
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
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This guy comes up to me His face red like a rose in a thorn bush
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Like all the colors of a royal flush and he's peeling off those dollar bills
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Slapping them down One hundred, two hundred
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And I can see those fighter planes
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And I can see those fighter planes
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Across the mud huts where the children sleep Through the alleys of a quiet city street
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You take the staircase to the first floor Turn the key and slowly unlock the door
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As a man breathes into a saxophone And through the walls you hear the city groan
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Outside is America
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Outside is America, America
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Across the field you see the sky ripped open
See the rain through a gaping wound
Pounding on the women and children
Who run Into the arms Of America