verse : 1
G C G
im singing this song for my sister sinead
D
concerning the god awful mess that she made
G C G
when she told them her truth just as hard as she could
D G
her message profoundly was misunderstood

verse : 2
G C G
theres humans entrusted with guarding our gold
D
and humans in charge of the saving of souls
G C G
and humans responded all over the world
D G
condemning that bald headed brave little girl

chorus :
C G
and maybe shes crazy and maybe she aint
C G
but so was picasso and so were the saints
C G
and shes never been partial to shackles or chains
D G
shes too old for breaking and too young to tame

verse : 3
A D A
its askin for trouble to stick out your neck
E
in terms of a target a big silhouette
A D A
but some candles flicker and some candles fade
E A
and some burn as true as my sister sinead

chorus :
D A
and maybe shes crazy and maybe she aint
D A
but so was picasso and so were the saints
D A
and shes never been partial to shackles or chains
E A
shes too old for breaking and too young to tame

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