Bring 'em down Fairport Convention From 'Nine' Intro: D, A, G, A, D, T We are the sculptors of the land, the rulers of the sea We are the falcons of your sins, gardeners of the trees The air above you is burning and the sea below does drown And the legacy you'll leave your spawn will surely bring 'em down Curse upon you men of war, with gun or pen in hand The power sought or won or bought, the castles made of sand You always have good reason to take more than you need Your hearts are fu (guitartabs.cc)