Misc Originals – Chad Walker - American Dreams (Guitar)

          C                         C6            C
There's a fool on the throne with a spray-painted face

      F                                       C
Spits lies from his tower like it’s some holy place

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He pounds on his chest, cries law and order

         G                    G7                     C
And puts boots on the ground        this side of the border

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He points to the crowd and he calls 'em a mob

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But they're singing for justice and lookin' for jobs

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From Portland to Austin, San Fran to Kitty Hawk

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They’re marching for names       that the headlines forgot

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Oh the people are rising, the streets are alive

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You can't silence a nation with a jackbooted lie

        F
And the ones who applaud him, they cheer from their screens

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While the tear gas is rollin’      through American dreams

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He calls in the troops with a Bible in hand

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   Waves a flag he don’t understand

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In L.A. they turned on peaceful folk

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To push the facade      of his fairytale joke

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He’s flanked by the spineless, the rich and the proud

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They laugh at the fire as it spreads through the crowd

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But they’re only safe ‘til he turns on their name

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The knife that you sharpen         can cut you the same

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Oh the people are rising, the bells have been rung

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There's thunder in footsteps, there's truth on their tongues

        F
And the cowards who follow, they’ll drown in his wake

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A temple collapsing          under lies that they make

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There's blood on the asphalt, there's shame in the air

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But freedom still lives in the hands that still care

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So stand for the taken, and cry out their names

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This land isn’t his,        and it will be reclaimed

         F                      G
Yes, the people are rising, the tyrant will fall

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The voice of the many must drown out his call

        F
And the fool on the throne, with his sycophant crowd

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Will choke on the silence       when truth gets too loud