| María |
D Diaz is only |
Bm nine, but she's |
G seen enough hard |
D times |
| G To last a hundred |
D lifetimes, maybe |
A more |
| Seen the |
G children die so |
D young, peasants |
Bm fall beneath the |
A gun |
| Heard a |
Em nation cry for |
G justice in a |
A war |
| D Bm G D | Samoza's guards did come one day, took her father far away |
| G D A ‑ | He was put into a truck with many more |
| G D Bm A | No reason did they give as to why he should not live |
| Em G A | He's just another missing peasant in a war |
| D Bm G D | Maria cries to sleep at night, she says she dreams in black and white |
| G D A ‑ | Her mother said that colored dreams won't come before |
| G D Bm A | There is freedom in the land, tyrants are forever banned |
| Em G A | And they let is build a nation without war |
| D Bm G D | Late one night a shot did sound, there were contras all around |
| G D A ‑ | And they searched the village houses for their prey |
| G D Bm A | Maria's mother did protest, she felt the shot run through her breast |
| Em G A | Maria stared in horror where her mother lay |
| D Bm G D | In magazines and on the air, they all talk of war down there |
| G D A ‑ | Who the yanks support and who the reds are for |
| G D Bm A | But was she left or was she right when her mother died that night |
| Em G A | Or was she just another orphan in a war? |
| D Bm G D | Don't look for God up in the skies, you can't see God with closed eyes |
| G D A ‑ | They must open to the wounds that ache below |
| G D Bm A | And see that they too have a chance, a chance to live, a chance to dance |
| Em G A | A chance to dream in colors bright with freedom's glow |