Lyrics

Intruder Drill (Partial capo on second fret 5,4,3,2) in E

E5 A/Egan
Word comes around, an intruder drill today.
B7sus4 B7sus4b11
My inner city 8-year-olds have a lot to say.

But as they hide in the cloakroom, knee to knee
Their silent faces look up at me.

Sure some just snicker like at the tornado drill last week.
But many have seen violence, and not just on TV.

Chorus
A2 E B7sus4b11 E - E7
They are my charge, my sacred duty, our chance for a brighter day.
A2 E
I know each one like my own child.
B7sus4b11
And not a one of them could I save.


Duke is tearing up, bracing for the broken door.
Anticipating what he’s seen before.

Jenny hides her face, ashamed to cry.
She mouths the question to me, Why?

Chorus
So I tie a cord around the doorknob, to hold the door.
I ignore the flimsy glass as I block the window, like before.


This school was built in 1924.
They never imagined needing more.
Chorus

Words and Music by David B. Hakan
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11-1-2017