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Chris Ross - Your America - аккорды и текст, видео

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Chris Ross - Your America - аккорды и текст, видео

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Your America
Chris Ross
Great song by Chris Ross, about the effects war can have on a person

CAPO 3RD!


On the verses, continually play a G, but after each line, just mess around 
hammering on and pulling off on the 2nd fret (in relation to the capo) of the A string

G
This here's a town where the roads get mighty slick kid
Keep your nose upon the grindin' stone like the ones behind ya did
Dontcha dare get caught a staring 'cross that Hancock County line
'Less the faces of your fathers be forgotten in the shine

        Em                                                           C
So you wise up real quick to the workin's of the real world and you join up with old Uncle Sam
     Em                                                    C                             D
She tells you she's late so you marry a nice girl and it don't always go how you planned
                G
In your America man

So you run off to the desert so sure of black and white
And you find out real fast it ain't all stars and stripes
And the man that's in the mirror he is braver than most
But he still gets scared of the Holy Ghost

So you see a few things that you'll never get rid of and you leave a few friends in the sand
Every day there's more takin' than givin' and it just don't feel
Like your America man

      Em
You remember you were young you were Clark Kent sittin'
       G
On a cloud up high weren't no politician
         Em
Tell you who you could love or lead you to bleed
          C                        D
Tell you when you could speak or what you should be
       Em
You remember you were young and your mama said "Listen
       G
This world ain't nothin if it ain't worth wishin"
      Em
We're all real lucky to share this land
C                   D
It ain't just home
                   G
It's your America man

So you feel a little guilty cause you're home in one peice
Sometimes at night you still hear the screams
Your woman she's a tryin' but you're makin' it hard
Your drinkin' in the mornin' and it's gone too far

So you get your first divorce in the fall and you see that kid whenever you can
And you try to make some sense of it all but it just don't feel
Like your America man

You remember you were young you were Clark Kent sittin'
On a cloud up high weren't no politician
Tell you who you could love or lead you to bleed
Tell you when you could speak or what you should be
You remember you were young and your mama said "Listen
This world ain't nothin if it ain't worth wishin"
We're all real lucky to share this land
It ain't just home
It's your America man

So you got some good work fishin' outta the harbor
And it sure feels good to be back on the water
You're six steps in you got six steps left
One day at a time you're comin' back to yourself

And your boy he's a growin' up so fast he tells you he's startin' a band
You can't help but smile and tell him you love him
Cause it ain't just yours
It's his America man

You remember you were young you were Clark Kent sittin'
On a cloud up high weren't no politician
Tell you who you could love or lead you to bleed
Tell you when you could speak or what you should be
You remember you were young and your mama said "Listen
This world ain't nothin if it ain't worth wishin"
We're all real lucky to share this land
It ain't just home
No it ain't just home
No it ain't just home
It's our America man
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