Intro x3
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Bm Em
Every song I sing, cuts a little bit more,
you could never connect the copper cast with the mold.
F#m Em
You could never guess, you could never guess,
Bm
you could never guess where I come from... No!
Bm Em
Every mile I drive, further down this road,
tears a little more off of my bones,
F#m Em
and you could never guess, you could never guess,
Bm
you could never guess where I come from... No!
Bm
The first thing they was taught was how to load and lock.
Dm*
Take that aim and shot, embrace the pain of shoulder blade taking stock.
Em F#m
Watch a drop, pull the bolt back, load another up till the clip goes "pop".
(NC)
Till you sweep your block, and you can hear your pin drop
In a place that's more comfortable with "POP! POP! POP! POP!".
Bm Dm*
The first thing they learned was how to plant that carbine in the earth,
Em
prop that helmet on the stock, hang them dog tags from the lock.
F#m Bm
Say your prayers and mark the spot, where the body's interred,
then turn, taciturn, and talk that walk. Taste that salt!
Bm
Sprinkle a little bit of lye in the earth.
Don't cry when it hurts cause you ain't done yet son.
Dm*
Spill a little bit of more blood,
everybody knows what comes from the warm wet [bed bud?]
Em
Better believe, when you fall to your knees
F#m
you'll cry, you're gonna pray for peace,
Bm
and plant them seeds of the winter wheat and the Georgia peach
watered up with your red rum.
Bm Em
Every song I sing, cuts a little bit more,
you could never connect the copper cast with the mold.
F#m Em
You could never guess, you could never guess,
Bm
you could never guess where I come from... No!
Bm Em
Every mile I drive, further down this road,
tears a little more off of my bones,
F#m Em
and you could never guess, you could never guess,
Bm
you could never guess where I come from... No!
Bm
I know he would've loved this, but he had to die to give it.
Dm*
I melted down his musket, turned it to a tool.
Em F#m
Tilling like a fool, to see where his blood went,
Bm
See if I can grow something beautiful above it.
Bm
Standing guard above my garden till the seeds take root,
Dm*
Taking shade under the trees with the sweet grapefruit.
Em F#m Bm
I'll take my yield and his old boots till the leaves shake loose,
I will die in these fields, but my seeds will move.
Bm
The ox and yoke know every note I hum,
Dm*
written in the grass by the midday sun.
Em F#m Bm
The lamp lit ahead of me, with the earth between my feet,
I'll sing a song into the breeze, let it fold the wheat.
Bm Em
Every song I sing, cuts a little bit more,
you could never connect the copper cast with the mold.
F#m Em
You could never guess, you could never guess,
Bm
you could never guess where I come from... No!
Bm Em
Every mile I drive, further down this road,
tears a little more off of my bones,
F#m Em
and you could never guess, you could never guess,
Bm
you could never guess where I come from... No!
Bm Em
Every song I sing, cuts a little bit more,
you could never connect the copper cast with the mold.
F#m Em
You could never guess, you could never guess,
Bm
you could never guess where I come from... No!
Bm Em
Every mile I drive, further down this road,
tears a little more off of my bones,
F#m Em
and you could never guess, you could never guess,
Bm
you could never guess where I come from... No!
End on ringing Am.
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