Tom Paxton – The Dogs Of Alabama (Guitar)

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In the hist'ry of my country there is many a stiring deed.

                                       D7
She has sheltered many a nation in her trembling hour of need.

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Now her freedom song is muffled by a new and snarling breed.

                                   D   G
It's the baying of the dogs of Ala-bam-a.

G
In a happy pack they travel for they dare not stand alone,

                                       D7
Their tails are gaily wagging, as they dream of flesh and bone,

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And they plan their preservation in the comfort of their homes,

                                   D   G
Do those  merry, merry dogs of Ala-bam-a.

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Now he people down in Birmingham, they don't care much for strikes,

                                              D7
And the roaring bull who leads them hates all nigger-lovin' kikes,

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He don't know much abour freedom but he knows just what he likes,

                                  D   G
He likes his faithful dogs of Ala-bam-a.

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If the status quo is troubled and the peace you must defend,

                                         D7
You can use high-pressure hoses and your troopers without end,

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But if you'd really do the trick. just call in man's best friend,

                                  D   G
Call you merry, merry dogs of Ala-bam-a.