Song Description
What if war became just a game - with winners and losers - with no deaths
| Song Length |
2:23 |
Genre |
Folk - General, Folk - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Nonviolent, Welcoming |
Subject |
Peace, Peace |
| Similar Artists |
Bob Dylan, Harry Chapin |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
CHESS PIECES ON PARADE
He puts the pieces on the board;
He tells them where to stand.
They can?t move of their own accord;
He guides them with his hand.
He places them in jeopardy;
Conflicts too high to count.
He is both king and referee,
As the casualties mount.
Pretty chess pieces
On parade.
Pretty chess people
Play charades.
The knight leaps too late to escape
The sly Queen?s advances.
The pawns are pounded out of shape
By madmen taking chances.
The bishops bar the door too late;
The castles both must fall.
They all wait for the hand of fate
To make its final call.
Pretty chess pieces
On parade.
Pretty chess people
Play charades.
If only life were black and white
And we were all the same.
Maybe the madmen wouldn?t fight;
They?d sit down to a game.
Then all we?d lose would be chessmen,
Not any human lives.
Our soldiers would come home again ?
Our husbands, sons, and wives.
Pretty chess pieces
On parade.
Pretty chess people
Play charades.
If only life were black and white,
And war was just a game.
We could win or lose, day or night,
And live on just the same.
If only life were black and white,
And war was just a game.
We could win or lose, day or night,
And live on just the same.
And live on just the same.
Copyright © 2004 Lex Zaleta