Turnaround1 | a A e g A a a G/a D/a C/a Em/a a A e g A a
| ...Down |
VERSE1 | e e g e e D/a D/a A e e g e e D/a A
| by the Mississippi, Beside the
Grainbelt rails, Where
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| Aero-freight charters sit
beside the hiking trails, Where
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A Sec1 | e E7 E7 E7 E7 E7 G A e E7 E7 E7 E7 E7 G D G D
| two rivers meet, one from the
woods and one from the plains, Where the
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| e E7 E7 E7 E7 E7 G A e E7 E7 E7 E7 E7 G D G D
| great white fathers built a
fort to fortify their claims
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CHORUS1 | e e g e e D/a D/a A e e g e e D/a A
| What was I to think? That the
world was BLACK AND WHITE, or
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| e e g e e D/a D/a A e e g e e D/a A
| Was it? Was it red and
blue? |
Turnaround2 | a A e g A a a G/a D/a C/a Em/a a A e g A a
| ...Now |
VERSE2 | e e g e e D/a D/a A e e g e e D/a A
| Highway 61 heads north, a
pathway to Duluth, And
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| e e g e e D/a D/a A e e g e e D/a A
| Highway 61 flows south digging
up our roots, Where
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A Sec2 | e E7 E7 E7 E7 E7 G A e E7 E7 E7 E7 E7 G D G D
| two cultures meet, One came to
claim and one came in chains, Where the
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| great white masters built
their fame, on other peoples pain
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CHORUS2 | e e g e e D/a D/a A e e g e e D/a A
| What was I to think? That the
world was BLACK AND WHITE, or
|
| e e g e e D/a D/a A e e g e e D/a A
| Was it? Was it gray and
blue? |
Turnaround3 | a A e g A a a G/a D/a C/a Em/a a A e g A a
| ...When |
B Sec | a A a G/a A a A a G/a A
| I was just a lad, |
| d Bm/d d D7 Bm/d d Bm/d d D7 Bm/d
| what else could I
do? |
| e E7 e E E7 d Bm/d d D7 Bm/d
| teachers pledged the
flag |
| a A a G/a A G---->
| And we all pledged it
too |
Turnaround4 | a A e g A a a G/a D/a C/a Em/a a A e g A a
| ...Way |
VERSE3 | e e g e e D/a D/a A e e g e e D/a A
| out in California. In
Eighteen-Forty-Six. |
| e e g e e D/a D/a A e e g e e D/a A
| Among the haciendas built of
warm adobe bricks. Where
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A Sec3 | e E7 E7 E7 E7 E7 G A e E7 E7 E7 E7 E7 G D G D
| two cultures meet, One from
the warmth and one from the cold, Where the
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| e E7 E7 E7 E7 E7 G A e E7 E7 E7 E7 E7 G D G D
| great white generals grabbed
the land, along with all the gold
|
CHORUS3 | e e g e e D/a D/a A e e g e e D/a A
| What was I to think? That the
world was BLACK AND WHITE, or
|
| e e g e e D/a D/a A e e g e e D/a A
| was it red, white and
blue? |
Turnaround5 | a A e g A a a G/a D/a C/a Em/a a A e g A a
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