Tonalité : F minor
Verse 1
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Ab
Bbm
Up itty upitty
Too
Fm
Bbm
Little
Up itty upitty
Yeah
Ab
Bbm
Eb
Up itty upitty
Too
Bbm
Little
Eb
Up itty upitty
Yeah
Bbm
Ab
Bbm
Ab
Bbm
Up itty upitty
Too
Fm
Bbm
Little
Up itty upitty
Yeah
Ab
Bbm
Up itty upitty. too little
Fm
Ab
Bbm
Fm
They're just the pigments
Eb
of your imagination
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Eb
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Ab
Born yes terday with
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Fm
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no place to hide
Fm
Eb
Bbm
Tryin' to blend in but bein'
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Ab
Bbm
taken for a ride
Fm
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Fm
Up, up and away, my beau tiful,
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Eb
Bbm
Eb
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Ab
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Fm
my beautiful home
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Fm
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Fm
Yesterday old
Uncle
Ab
Tom moved to
Eb
Cavanaugh
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Eb
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Hill
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Fm
Now there's a negro in the house
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Eb
Bbm
Fm
And one in the field
Eb
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Eb
He said he ain't never going back
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Db
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Fm
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Fm
Eb
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Ab
He's back on the white track
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Fm
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Fm
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A bitty, a bitty doo- da- dah I got news for you,
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brother
Ab
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Fm
A bitty, a bitty doo- da- dah
Bbm
I got the blues for you
Eb
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Fm
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Eb
A bitty, a bitty doo- da- dah I got news for you,
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Eb
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brother
Fm
Up in the air, baby, doo- da- da
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Fm
Eb
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Ab
I got the blues for you
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Fm
Your mama done made it
Eb
Bbm
Eb
Bbm
Her black beauty has faded
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Fm
Cause every time the lens
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Bbm
makes contact
Fm
Uh- huh
Eb
Her eyes will be another color
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Ab
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Fm
And that's an unnatural fact
Bbm
Oh, yeah
Look, those ladies are cotton- lickin'
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Ab
Fm
and finger- lickin' chicken behind
Eb
Bbm
They're in a brand- new frame
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Ab
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Fm
of mind
Bbm
What'd say?
Fm
So first off, think it as a matter of fact
You can call them nigger,
Fm
but don't call them that
Because
Fm
Ab
Fm
Z is the title they claim
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Fm
They will never answer when called by
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Fm
Bbm
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Ab
their true name
Fm
Uh- huh
Ab
Fm
Ab
Fm
Ab
Eb
Ah- ha- ha- ha- ha
Fm
Here's a toast to those
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Fm
who speak bogey
As they boast of being black
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Bbm
and upwardly mobile
Fm
Sounds kinda strange to me I wonder
Ab
if they know they ain't free
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Fm
You can't re- educate an educated fool
You can't expect to find
the truth in your
History books at school
Your blood was bred to be broken
His pride was took,
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Fm
now he's a token
A sucker being fucked by a little
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Ab
Fm
motherfucker
What are we?
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Goddamn!
Fm
Champagne wishes and wine,
no greed
Fm
You're high class as if we could be
Stay low it seems
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