Tonalité : A minor•
Verse 1
Am
Em
Am
Em
Am
Em
Am
Every
song I sing cuts a little bit more
Dm
You could never connect the copper
Em
cast with the mold
You could never guess,
Dm
you could never guess
Am
You could never guess where I come from,
no
Verse 2
Am
Dm
Every mile I drive, further down this road
Em
Tears a little more off of my bones
And you could never guess,
Dm
you could never guess
Am
You could never guess
where I come from, no
Verse 3
Am
The first thing they was taught,
was how to load and lock
Take that aim and shot,
Dm
embrace the pain of shoulder blade taking stock
Am
Watch em drop, pull the bolt back,
Em
load another up till the clip goes "pop"
Till you sweep your block,
Am
and you can hear a pin drop
In a place that's more comfortable
with "POP! POP! POP! POP!"
Verse 4
Am
The first thing they learned,
Dm
was how to plant that carbine in the earth
Prop that helmet on the stock,
Em
hang them dog tags from the lock
Dm
Say your prayers and mark the spot
Am
Where the body's interred then turn,
taciturn
Verse 5
And talk that walk, taste that salt
Am
Sprinkle a little bit of lye in the earth,
don't cry when it hurts
Dm
'Cause you ain't done yet son,
spill a little bit more blood
Everybody knows what comes
from the warm wet red mud
Em
Best I believe,
when you fall to your knees
Dm
You're gonna cry,
you'll pray for peace
Am
And they gonna plant them seeds
of the winter wheat
And the Georgia peach watered
up with your red rum
Verse 6
Am
Dm
Every song I sing cuts a little bit more
You could never connect the
Em
copper cast with the mold
You could never guess,
Dm
you could never guess
Am
You could never guess where I come from,
no
Verse 7
Am
Dm
Every mile I drive, further down this road
Tears a little more off of my bones
Em
And you could never guess,
Dm
you could never guess
Am
You could never guess where I come from, no
Verse 8
Am
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
Dm
Tilling like a fool to see
where his blood went
Am
See if I can grow something
beautiful above it
Verse 9
Am
Standing guard above my garden
Dm
till the seeds take root
Taking shade under the trees
with the sweet grapefruit
Em
Dm
I'll take my yield and his old
Am
boots till the leaves shake loose
I will die in these fields,
but my seeds will move
Verse 10
Am
The ox and yoke know every
note I hum
Dm
Written in the grass by the midday sun
Em
Dm
The lamp lit ahead of me with
Am
the earth between my feet
I'll sing a song into the breeze,
let it fold the wheat
Verse 11
Am
Every song I sing cuts a little bit more
Dm
You could never connect
Em
the copper cast with the mold
You could never guess,
Dm
you could never guess
Am
You could never guess where I come from,
no
Verse 12
Am
Dm
Every mile I drive, further down this road
Em
Tears a little more off of my bones
And you could never guess,
Dm
you could never guess
Am
You could never guess where I come from,
no
Verse 13
Am
Every song I sing cuts a little bit more
Dm
You could never connect
Em
the copper cast with the mold
You could never guess,
Dm
you could never guess
Am
You could never guess where I come from,
no
Verse 14
Am
Dm
Every mile I drive, further down this road
Em
Tears a little more off of my bones
And you could never guess,
Dm
you could never guess
Am
You could never guess where I come from, no
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