Bruce Springsteen – Streets Of Minneapolis (Guitar)

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Through the winter’s ice and cold, down Nicollet Avenue,

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a city aflame fought fire and ice, 'neath an occupier’s boots.

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King Trump’s private army from the DHS, guns belted to their coats,

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came to Minneapolis to enforce the law, or so their story goes.

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Against smoke and rubber bullets, in the dawn’s early light,

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citizens stood for justice, their voices ringing through the night.

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And there were bloody footprints where mercy should have stood,

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And two dead left to die on snow-filled streets, Alex Pretti and Renee Good.

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Oh our Minneapolis, I hear your voice, singing through the bloody mist.

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We’ll take our stand for this land, and the stranger in our midst.

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Here in our home they killed and roamed, in the winter of ’26,

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We’ll remember the names of those who died, on the streets of Minneapolis.

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Trump’s federal thugs beat up on his face and his chest,

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then we heard the gunshots, and Alex Pretti lay in the snow, dead.

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Their claim was "self defense, sir, just don’t believe your eyes",

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It’s our blood and bones and these whistles and phones against Miller and Noem’s dirty lies.

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Oh our Minneapolis, I hear your voice, crying through the bloody mist.

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We’ll remember the names of those who died, on the streets of Minneapolis.

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Now they say they’re here to uphold the law, but they trample on our rights.

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If your skin is black or brown my friend, you can be questioned or deported on sight.

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In our chants of "ICE out now!", our city’s heart and soul persists,

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Through broken glass and bloody tears, on the streets of Minneapolis.

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Oh our Minneapolis, I hear your voice, singing through the bloody mist.

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Here in our home they killed and roamed, In the winter of ’26.

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We’ll take our stand for this land, and the stranger in our midst!

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We’ll remember the names of those who died, on the streets of Minneapolis,

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We’ll remember the names of those who died on the streets of Minneapolis!