Тональность: E minor
Verse 1
Em
I was born into the wilderness, 1873
Am
And half of my blood is native,
the other half from Germany
Em
B
And I searched for Spanish silver
Em
in deep cracks hidden by the tree
From within the iron hand,
blackened earth strung with debris
Am
The land around me is occupied
Em
by broken people on their knees
B
What they call reconstruction,
Em
what I call tyranny
C
G
And I won't get home
Am
Em
These are not the hills I've known
B
And that empty space inside me
Is what keeps me moving
Em
Am
on
Em
B
Em
Well, north of Louisiana,
west of Tennessee
Am
These low, dark hills above me,
Em
all the land of the Cherokee
B
But be fore them the Osage,
Em
then the Choctaw and the Cree
C
G
And I won't get home
Am
Em
These are not the hills I've known
B
That empty space inside me,
what keeps me moving
Em
C
G
Am
Em
B
on
Em
I was born into Babylon, 1973
Am
In a desperate situation,
death blind to history
Em
B
In the shadow of reconstruction
between the mountains and the sea
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