IntroEm....D...C.Verse 1EmSome have fought battles in fiDelds full of cattle
And sCome have waged war out at sea
EmSome in militias and sDome with malicious intent
Some mCen just want to be
EmFree from oppression and Dso their aggression
Is wCorn like a badge on their sleeve
EmSome have fought battles from dDesks in Seattle
And sCome have waged war on the street
ChorusGuess t
Emhis is the hill I will d
Gie on
I
Cwoke up this morning, put my suit and tie on
Walked
Emdown to the bus that I ri
Gde on
The a
Cir felt so still, I guess this is the hill
I guess
Emthis is the will I will w
Grite on
The b
Cack of this bill, with my pen as my quill
And I ho
Empe you'll still love me when I
G'm gone
The a
Cir felt so still, I guess
Amthis is the hill I will—
Post-ChorusM
Emm na
G, m
Cm-na-na-na
M
Emm na
G, m
Cm-na-na-na
Verse 2S
Emome fight with rifles and s
Dome use the Bible
And s
Come use a shield and a knife
EmSome author libel which so
Gmetimes goes viral
And r
Cuin an innocent life
EmLeaves an impression, te
Gaches no lesson
And l
Ceads to regression and strife
S
Emome fight to stifle and so
Dme 'cause it's primal
And s
Come 'cause they're sure that they're right
ChorusGuess t
Emhis is the hill I will d
Gie on
I
Cwoke up this morning, put my suit and tie on
Walked
Emdown to the bus that I ri
Gde on
The a
Cir felt so still, I guess this is the hill
I guess
Emthis is the will I will w
Grite on
The b
Cack of this bill, with my pen as my quill
And I ho
Empe you'll still love me when I
G'm gone
The a
Cir felt so still, I guess
Amthis is the hill I will die on
Post-ChorusM
Emm na
G, m
Cm-na-na-na
M
Emm na
G, m
Cm-na-na-na
EmDie on
Mm
Gna,
C mm-na-na-na
M
Emm na
G, m
Cm-na-na-na
BridgeS
Emome fight with rifles and s
Dome use the Bible
And s
Come use a shield and a knife
Em....
D...
C.
ChorusGuess t
Emhis is the hill I will d
Gie on
I
Cwoke up this morning, put my suit and tie on
Walked
Emdown to the bus that I ri
Gde on
The a
Cir felt so still, I guess this is the hill
I guess
Emthis is the will I will w
Grite on
The b
Cack of this bill, with my pen as my quill
And I ho
Empe you'll still love me when I
G'm gone
The a
Cir felt so still, I guess
Amthis is the hill I will die on
Post-ChorusM
Emm na
G, m
Cm-na-na-na
M
Emm na
G, m
Cm-na-na-na
EmDie on
Mm
Gna,
C mm-na-na-na
M
Emm na
G, m
Cm-na-na-na