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Am Dm Am G
Some folk think, where the court convenes
C Dm Am G
That blacks, or women, or gays, or sprites
Am Dm Am E
May think and speak, but their difference means
Am C C F
They are not real people and have no rights.
C Dm C G
There are monsters under the open sky
C Dm C G
Who destroy the difference they can't make tame
Am Dm Am E
There are those who think that the wolves must die...
Am Dm C G Am
Well, hunting the hunter is but Fair Game.
So strong is hate, where they hate the elves,
They believe it justifies all they do
There are even those made to hate themselves
For the heart thus twisted can not speak true.
We cannot change to your sole caprice
To set your human fears at rest;
If we can't get justice or even peace
We may shrug and settle for second best.
Age and power when yoked to love
May bring results of a drastic sort
And those who grudge the end thereof
May plead their case in another court.
There are monsters under the open sky
Who destroy the difference they can't make tame
There are those who think that the wolves must die...
Well, hunting the hunter is but Fair Game.
Am Dm C G Am
Well, hunting the hunter is but Fair Game!