Tom: Am
F G
It was a Friday, there was that buzz on the bus of freedom,
F
And teenage love, I heard the bass drop,
E
But I couldn’t hear a thing, “Hey Ken, can you turn it UP!”
F
Still, all the kids screamed and the fields rolled by,
G
But Daniel Johns walked in a very straight line,
F E
I heard the radio magic comin’ down like a life line...
[Chorus]
F
Warriors
E
We were the kids from the country
F
Keepin’ it real in the suburbs
C E
But I see, we are Warriors
F
Warriors
E
I see the smoke in the night sky
F
I think I smell a Warrior
C E
Tonight, we are Warriors
[Verse 2]
F
I got the shit bike on my way down the drive,
G
I curse my guitar case and the flat front tyre
F
But the race was on, at 15 years old,
E
Nothing gets in the way of remote control
F G
And it was so easy, everything came like it wanted to,
F
Like a candelabra in the morning dew,
E
Lit up like the Milky Way, I wouldn’t change it, would you?
[Chorus]
F
Warriors
E
We were the kids from the country
F
Keepin’ it real in the suburbs
C E
But I see, we are Warriors
F
Warriors
E
I see the smoke in the night sky
F
I think I smell a Warrior
C E
Tonight, we are Warriors
F G
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (ba-da)
F E
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (ba-da)
F G
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (ba-da)
F E
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (ba-da)
[Chorus]
F
Warriors
E
We were the kids from the country
F
Keepin’ it real in the suburbs
C E
But I see, we are Warriors
F
Warriors
E
I see the smoke in the night sky
F
I think I smell a Warrior
C E
Tonight, we are Warriors
F G
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
F E
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
