Chords for Buffy Sainte-Marie - "My Country 'Tis of Thy People You're Dying" (Remastered)

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Buffy Sainte-Marie - "My Country 'Tis of Thy People You're Dying" (Remastered) chords
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[D] Now that your big eyes [Ab] are finally [Db] opened, [Eb]
Now [B] that you're wondering how must they feel,
that [Bb] you've chased [Ab] across America's movie [Db] screens,
[Eb] Now that [B] you're wondering [Eb] how can it [Bm] be real [Ab] That [Db] the ones you've [Bb] called colorful, [Ab] noble,
[B] propaganda, [Ebm] They starve in [B] their splendor,
You've asked [Bb] for my comment, [Ab] I simply [Db] will render,
My [Ab]
country, [Db] tis of thy [Bm] people [Ab]
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_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ Now that your big eyes [Ab] are finally [Db] opened, _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
Now [B] that you're wondering _ _ how must they feel,
_ [Ab] Meaning [Bbm] them that [Bb] you've chased [Ab] across America's movie [Db] screens, _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ Now that [B] you're wondering _ _ [Eb] how can it [Bm] be real [Ab] That [Db] the ones you've [Bb] called colorful, [Ab] _ noble,
[Db] And proud in your [Eb] school [B] propaganda, _ _ _ [Ebm] They starve in [B] their splendor,
_ _ _ [Db]
You've asked [Bb] for my comment, [Ab] I simply [Db] will render,
_ _ _ _ _ My [Ab]
country, [Db] tis of thy [Bm] people [Ab]
you're [Db] dying. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Now that [Bb] the longhouses [Ab] breed _ [Db] superstition,
_ [Ebm] You force us to [B] send _ [Ebm] our toddlers [Bm] _ [Ab] away To your [Db] schools where [Bb] they're taught [Ab] to
despise their [Db] traditions, _ [Ebm] Forbid them [B] their languages,
[Ebm]
Then further say [Ab] that [Db] American _ [Bb] history _ [Ab] really [Db] began,
[Ebm] When Columbus [B] set sail [Ebm] out of Europe, [B] And stress [Db] that the nation [Bb] of leeches
[Ab] That conquered this [Db] land are [Ebm] the biggest, And [B] bravest, [Ebm] and boldest, [B] and [Ab] best,
And yet [Db] where in [Bb] your history [Ab] books is [Db] the tale Of [Ebm] the genocide _ [B] basic [Ebm] to this country's birth,
[Ab] Of [Db] the preachers who [Bb] lied, [Ab] How the Bill of [Db] Rights failed,
[Ebm] How a nation [B] of patriots [Ebm]
returned to [B] their earth, And [Db] where will [Bb] it tell of [Ab] the [Db] Liberty Bell,
As [Ebm] it rang with [B] a thud [Ebm] over Kinslow [B] mud, And [Db] the brave Uncle [Bb] _ _ [Ab] Saska [Db] this year,
_ My [Ab] country, [Db] tis of thy people you're dying. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Hear how [Bb] the bargain [Ab] was made for [Db] the West, With [Bb] her shivering _ [B]
children [Ebm] in zero _ [B] degrees, _
[Db] _ Blankets [Bb] for your land, [Ab] so the treaties _ [Db] _ attest, Ah [Ebm] well, blankets [B] for land [Eb] is a bargain [B]
indeed,
[Db] And the blankets [Bb] were _ those [Ab] Uncle Sam had [Db] collected,
[Ebm] From _ smallpox [B] disease _ [Eb] dying soldiers [B] that day, And [Db] the tribes were [Bb]
wiped out,
[Ab] And the history [Db] books censored, A [Ebm] hundred years [B] of your statesmen
[Ebm] Have felt it's better this [Ab] way, [Db] Yet a few of [D] the conquered have [Ab] somehow _
[Db] survived,
_ [Ebm] Their blood [B] runs the redder, [Ebm] though genes [B] have been [Abm] paled,
From [Db] the Grand [Bb] Canyon's caverns [Ab] to craven [Db] sad hills,
[Ebm] The wounded, [B] the losers, [Ebm] the robbed sing [B] their [Eb] tale,
[Db] From Los [Bb] Angeles County _ [Ab] to upstate [Db] New York, _ [Ebm] The white nation [B] _ fattens [Bb] while others grow [B] lean,
[Db] Ah, the tricked [Bb] and evicted, [Ab] they know [Db] what I mean,
_ My [Ab] country, [Db] tis of thy people you're dying.
_ _ _ _ _ _ The past, it [Bb] just crumbled, _ [Abm] the future just [Db] threatens,
_ _ [Ebm]
Our lifeblood is [B] shot up in [Ebm] your chemical [B] tanks, [Ab] And [Db] now here [Bb] you come, [Ab] bill of sale in your [Db] hand,
And [Ebm] surprise _ [B] in your eyes [Eb] that we're lacking [B] in thanks,
[Db] For the blessings [Bb] of _ [Ab] civilization you've [Db] brought us,
[Ebm] The lessons [B] you've taught us, [Ebm] the ruin [B] you've [Bb] wrought us,
Oh, [Db] see what [Bb] our trust [Ab] in _ [Db] America's bought us, _ [Ab] My country, tis of thy people [Ab] you're [Db] dying. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Now that [Bb] the pride of [Ab] the sires receives [Db] charity, _
_ [Ebm] Now _ that we're [B] harmless _ [Ebm] and safe _ [B] behind [Ab] laws,
_ [Db] Now that [Bb] my life's to [Ab] be known as [Db] your heritage, _ _ [Ebm] Now _ [B] that even _ [Ebm] the _ graves [B] have been robbed,
[Ab] _ [Db] _ Now that [Bb] our own chosen [Ab] way is [Db] a novelty, _ [Ebm] Hands [B] on our hearts, [Eb]
we salute you, [B] your _ [Db] victory,
Choke [Bb] on your blue, white, [Ab] and scarlet _
[Db] _ _ [Ebm] hypocrisy, Pitying [B] the blindness, [Ebm] for you've [B] never [Abm] seen,
That [Db] the eagles _ [Bb] of war, [Abm] whose wings lent you [Db] glory, _ [Ebm] They were never [B] no more [Ebm]
than _ carrion [B] crows,
[Db] Pushed the wrens from their [Bb] nest, stole [Abm] their eggs, Changed [Db] their story, _ [Ebm] the mockingbird [B] sings,
_ [Ebm] It's all [B] that she [Abm] knows.
[Db] Ah, what can I [Bb] do?
Say, [Ab] a powerless [Db] few,
With [Ebm] a lump in [B] your throat and [Eb] a tear in [B] your eye, [Abm] Can't [Db] you see that [Bb] their _ poverty's [Ab] _ profiting [Db] you?
_ _ My [Ab] country, [Db] tis of thy people _ [Ab]
you're [Db] dying. _ _ _ _ _
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