Misc Originals – Braiden Voss - 1789 (Guitar)

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As they rolled across

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This great stolen land

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They milled through the plains

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And cut down the mountains

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And I wondered to myself

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If it really was worth it

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Worth all the pain

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And worth all the bones

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And as they forged their path

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Built on broken glass

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Can someone do such a bad thing,

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And still be considered right?

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Can the fabric be torn at the seams,

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And it end well for us?

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And can the world be painted white,

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When it is really gray?

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So may the homeless have their drugs

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And the famous have their fame

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May the starving have their hunger

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And the rich play their game

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But it's 17-89

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And it's our turn to run

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It's 17-89

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It's 99 to 1

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And when they put flowers

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Upon my headstone

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I wondered to myself

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If I felt avenged

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And when the milk came pouring out

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The poisoned carton

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I saw the people flock

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To grasp the very last drops

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And when the first bullet

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Fired towards their heads

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They turned towards their neighbors

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And blamed their deaths on them

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So may the homeless have their drugs

        Em                Am
And the famous have their fame

        F                   C
May the starving have their hunger

        Em              Am
And the rich play their game

         F   C
But it's 17-89

         Em          Am
And it's our turn to run

     F   C
It's 17-89

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It's 99 to 1

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And I don't condone violence

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But I condemn your violent silence

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For every word not spoke

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Is another promise broke

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And every action not taken

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Is another life forsaken

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Because it's 17-89

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It's 99 to 1