Seein' Red accords par
Carson Robison
Carson Robison

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Tonalité : Ab major
Verse 1
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From where I sit I can get a look at
just about everything in the book that I've wanted all my
life I guess.
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Things that mean peace
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and quiet and rest.
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This good old farm here on the hill I
I work for mighty hard until the day I paid the last red cent,
and now it's mine.
I pay no rent.
Why, I love every bush and stone and tree.
It seems like each one is just a part of me,
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an d I wouldn't trade this patch of ground
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for any kingdom or any crown.
I look out the window,
I can see scars on the limb of that old maple tree, where
I hung a rope swing for my little boy,
Jim.
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Ah, there was a lad that made
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me proud of him.
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Well, time rolled on, and war was declared,
and the very first day my
Jim volunteered.
And for four long years I breathed one prayer,
with old
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Shep laying right close to my chair.
And then one evening,
just about dark, old
Shep jumped up with a joyous bark.
He leaped
the fence and ran down the lane,
and there was my
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Jim, hobbling home on a cane.
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He was
hurt and tired and weak and thin but he spoke
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to me with that same old grin I
came home dead like I said I would and
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I bowed my head and said
God is good so
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now I'm content to plow and hoe an d dig and
plant watch things grow the goose
This hangs high, as the fellow said,
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but once in a while I get to see in red, because there
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are some folks in this
U .S .A. who never worked a
single day.
They wouldn't stoop to soil their hand,
but how they'd love to change this land.
Change
America?
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No siree, an d there's a hundred million more like
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me who'll tell you quick that it can't
be done, even if we have to pack a gun.
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I don't have to stand up and shout.
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We all
know who I'm talking about.
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They're just like vultures,
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ugly and fat, and it's
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time somebody hollered, scat.
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They kick about everything that's done,
the way our
government is run.
They bite the hand that gives them bread.
Why don't they get
of here instead.
They're doing their best to undermine this
home sweet home of yours and mine.
There's much more that I've left unsaid,
but right this minute I must see in red.

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