Тональность: G# minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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We Never Went Hungry
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We never went hungry
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Well, that was never our history
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Our history
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was of revolution
We never went hungry
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We never
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B
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suffered destitution
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That was never our his tory
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Our history was
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a revolution
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That is why my grandfather
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persisted with his toy
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To root that sheen and cassava
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to peel the great air of its leaf
The sea -green banana
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with its temporal trunk
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was to be cut an d flung
to the mud
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Bbm
And although there was no
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discernible scheme,
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at least not to us, perhaps the old man
Was compelled to plant those
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Cm
trees along roots
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embedded in the maps
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Because history had tied him to the land,
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Cm
and he could never break free
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Bbm
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Ab
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B
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We never went hungry
B
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We never suffered destitution
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That was never our history
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G#m
Our history
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was a revolution
We never went hungry
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D#m
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We never suffered
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B
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B
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destitution
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This was his heritage
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Cm
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He knew each bean crop
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or ripple of these
The purple sugar of the cane
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Planted not for sugar
but because it had always
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The parakeets,
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Cm
the river near that little house
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Which nevertheless sage
or gully -birst would
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Stood hurricanes and blows
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The frissonak hen and the mancock to kill
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The drake that caws,
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Cm
the eucolic and the echelon
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So that even in suburbs
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far from mountain towns or farms
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He would cultivate a homestead and orchid
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He would irrigate the small ravine
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Spit down from the wash -mouth sink
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in the cold water room
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The soil that's healed his hands
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B
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B
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Glending into the sweet mud of his sweat
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B
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B
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B
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E
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B
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C#sus4
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One day the sun might be shining,
the rain might be falling same time
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The devil and his wife
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might be fighting for a ham bone
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And that bush was broad, remember?
The veritable gust of light
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A vision, a view of hill
s and herbs besides
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Miss Henry was in her veranda
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B
shelling peas and watching
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An d at some point the
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seed pod burst
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and Drew the limit of air
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And this is what we had
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And we worked with it
We were given a small holding
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We were thrown the husk
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But there was something in the way
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the lights splashed against the side of
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the house on Sunday afternoon
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There was something in that light
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E
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Revolution
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Never was perfect
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Ever since the last re
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D
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volution
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Revolution, revolution
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B
Bm
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you
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