Cat Stevens - Where do the children play ?

WHERE DO THE CHILDREN PLAY?- Cat Stevens

D  G  D  G  D  G  D  G  C  Em  C  Em  A  D  G  D  G

          D         G             D       G
Well I think it's fine, building jumbo planes
     D         G         D       G
Or taking a ride on a cosmic train
   D         G           D      G
Switch on summer from a slot machine
      D                          G                      D     G
Yes, get what you want to if you want 'cos you can get anything
 Em           A                 Em             A
I know we've come a long way, we're changing day to day
 Em            A                     D   G  D  G  D  G  D  G
But tell me, where do the children play?

Well you roll on roads over fresh green grass
For your lorryloads pumping petrol gas
And you make them long, and you make them tough
           C            G                     C         G
But they just go on and on, and it seems you can't get off

Oh, I know we've come a long way
We're changing day to day
But tell me, where do the children play?

C  Em  C  Em  A  D  G  D  G  D  G  D  G

When you crack the sky, scrapers fill the air
Will you keep on building higher
'til there's no more room up there?
           C       G            C        G
Will you make us laugh, will you make us cry?
           C              G                       C      G
Will you tell us when to live, will you tell us when to die?
 Em7           A
I know we've come a long way
 Em7             A
We're changing day to day--hey
 Em            A                    D    G   D  G
But tell me, where do the children play?
  D     G          D       G
Do doot do, do de do doot do
    D          G       D  D
Do de do doot do do de do do

MAIN PATTERN:
   D            G (almost)
E ---2-0-2--0------0---0---------0-|
B ---3-3-3----3------3---3-(3)-3---|
G ---2-2-2-----------0---0---------|
D -0-------------------------------|
A ---------------------------------|
E --------------3------------------|


NOTE: Generally pick the pattern on all D G sections and strum in other
places, but listen to the record to catch it all.
(from Tea for the Tillerman, 1970)
(sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)