Chords for Chris Webby - North Of Richmond (Remix)

It's a damn shame what the [Eb] world's gotten to.
[Bb] People like me, [F] people like you.
[Gm] Wish I could just wake up [Eb] and it not be true.
[Bb] But it is, [F] oh it is, living [Gm] in the new _ [Eb] world _ with [Bb] an old soul.
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[Gm] Rich man, North or [Eb] Richmond, Lord knows they [Bb] all just wanna have total [F] control.
Yo, [Gm] give me freedom or give me death.
[Eb] To that we pledge [Bb] allegiances.
We the people had [F] enough, it's time we aired our [Gm] grievances.
Against these treasonous [Eb] demons, so raise the alarm.
Cause [Bb] the pigs are fully taken over [F] on this animal farm.
[Gm] Don't know anymore, this world's [Eb] gotten too cold to ignore.
[Bb] Shit is it 2023 [F] or _ 1984?
[Gm] Thought police up at my door [Eb] to open fire on me.
But [Bb] I'd rather die on my [F] feet than survive on my knees.
[Gm] And please, we know how they looking [Eb] at us from up at the top.
[Bb] The tougher they made it for us, [F] the fucking tougher we got.
[Gm] They thought they'd keep us scared forever, [Eb] but fuck it, we not.
[Bb] We'll send them back to North of Richmond in some cuffs or a [Gm] box.
It's a damn shame [Eb] what the world's gotten to.
[Bb] People like me, [F] people like you.
[Gm] Wish I could just wake up [Eb] and it not be true.
[Bb] But it is, _ [F] oh it is, living [Gm] in the new world [Eb] _ _ _
[Bb] with an old soul.
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[Gm] Richmond, North of Richmond, [Eb] Lord knows they all [Bb] just wanna have total [F] control. _
[Gm] Behind the politicians, there's a [Eb] far more sinister villain that's [Bb] power driven.
Only answer [F] to money is their [Gm] religion.
They controlling the way that we living, [Eb] keeping us mentally stuck in a prison.
[Bb] So that that fire they know is rebellion [F] never can spread whenever [Gm] it's risen.
But they've been seeing us waking up and [Eb] now they fucking afraid.
As [Bb] we the people get to see and [F] through their fucking charade.
We're [Gm] being played by these elites [Eb] who would rather see us enslaved.
[Bb] As they lead us by the hand [F] where the land's dug with a [Gm]
grave.
And they could kill a character [Eb] through stories they publish.
[Bb] Or they'll just murder us and brand it [F] as suicide to the public.
[Gm] Or an accidental [Eb] overdose, print the story, run it, [Bb] say it's fact.
So people trust it, [F] accept it, and move on [Gm] from it.
But it's time to pick a side and [Eb] get to striking a nerve.
In [Bb] any way we're able, I'm [F] fighting this fight with my [Gm] words.
And if they keep pushing, then [Eb] fuck it.
We incite in the purge.
And [Bb] just to think all we wanted [Gm] was the rights we deserve.
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