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GAmFC
FSome prayers never Creach the sky
FSome wounds never ChealAm
FThey still say someday the CSouth will riseAm
Man, I want to Gsee that deal
FI don't want to grow old Cgracefully
FI don't want to go 'til it's too Clate I'llAm
FI ll be some old man in the Croad somewhere
Kneeling down in the Amdust by the Gside of the interstate
CGAmCFG
AmA
CI've been a Grebel Amall my days C F G
CGAmCFG
AmA
CI've been a Grebel Amall my days C F G
FWe were hopelessly outCnumbered
FIt was a lost cause all aClong Am
FBut when we heard the Cbugles call
We Fswore we'd stand or Amfall toGgether right or wrong
FWe ain't seen no reconCstruction here
FJust the scorched earth all aCroundAm
FAnd the high school band played CDixieland
While they tore our Amtattered flags and Gbanners down
CGAmCFG
AmA
CI've been a Grebel Amall my days C F G
CGAmCFG
AmA
CI've been a Grebel Amall my days C F G
AmFG
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GAmCFCG
FSome prayers never Creach the sky
FSome wars never Cend Am
FAnd some dreams reCfuse to die
AmNext time I would Grather break than bend
CGAmCFG
AmA
CI've been a Grebel Amall my days C F G
CGAmCFG
AmA
CI've been a Grebel Amall my days C F G
CGAmCFG
AmA
CI've been a Grebel Amall my days C F G
CGAmCFG
AmA
CI've been a Grebel Amall my days C F G
AmFG
GAmFC
GAmFG
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