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(G) Some prayers never (D)reach the sky,
(G) Some wounds never (Bm)heal.
(G) They still say someday the (D)South will rise,
Man, I want to (D4)see that deal. (A7)
(G) I don't want to grow old (D)gracefully,
(G) I don't want to go 'til it's too (Bm)late.
(G) I'll be some old man in the (D)road somewhere,
Kneeling down in the dust by the (D4)side of the Interstate. (A7)
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(G) We were hopelessly out(D)numbered,
(G) It was a lost cause all a(Bm)long,
(G) But when we heard the bugles (D)call,
We swore we'd stand or fall to(D4)gether, right or wrong. (A7)
(G) We ain't seen no recon(D)struction here,
(G) Just the scorched earth all a(Bm)round,
(G) And a high school band played (D)Dixieland,
While they tore our tattered (D4)flags and banners down. (A7)
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(G) Some prayers never (D)reach the sky,
(G) Some wars never (Bm)end,
(G) Some dreams re(D)fuse to die,
Next time I would (D4)rather break than bend. (A7)
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