Where The Tree Falls Chords by Culture

[Am] _ _ [F] _ _ [D] The oxman has [Bb] laid to the root of the tree and it is [F] fruitless.
To the window, _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ [F] where the tree falls.
[Bb] _ _
There shall it lie [F] until dread men take its course, Massacred.
[Bb] Oyo, _
_ _ [F] where the tree falls.
[Bb] _
There shall it [F] lie until dread men take its course.
Oyo, [Bb] _ _
_ [F] dark side to see the man stretch out the tail [Bb] too long.
Dirty [F] nigger with marshy hair.
[Bb] Oyo, _ _ [Dm] you believe the thing you do too [Bb] progressive. _
Non-ambitious [F] with the crush.
You have no heart, [Bb] no ambition, oyo.
_ _ [Dm] Oyo, where the tree falls.
[Bb] _ _
There shall it [F] lie until dread men take its course.
[Bb] Fruitless trees must be hewn down, [F] where the tree _ [Bb] falls. _
There shall it [F] lie until dread men take its course.
_ [Bb] _ _
_ [F] And me hear me son, you all [Dm] in my church [Bb] say,
See you bread about dead, reggae [F] music gone down.
What can you have, screw [Bb] you. _
_ _ [F] But as long as bitter [Bb] belly Josephine is alive,
Reggae [F] music is alive.
_ [Dm] [Bb] You know what's killing me man?
_ _ [F] [Dm] When I look around me I saw [Bb] dead soul away.
My brother [F] done is grown, I'm crying.
[Bb] But we will carry on.
[F] Where the tree falls.
[Bb] _ _
There shall it [F] lie until dread men take its course.
[Bb] Don't watch me, watch yourselves.
[F] Where the tree [Bb] falls. _
There shall it [Dm] lie until dread men take [F] its course.
_ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [Dm] _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [Dm] Not [Bb] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ everything good [Bb] be sometime,
What time people [F] say good feet talk.
_ _ [Bb] _ _
_ [F] And the same stone that [Dm] the builder will [Bb] use in the morning,
Becomes the [F] head of a stone,
And new kings [Bb] sit upon the throne.
Hey, [F] where the tree falls.
[Bb] _
Hey, there shall it [F] lie until dread men take its course.
_ [Bb] Root of all immoral laws.
[F] Where the tree [Bb] falls. _
There shall it [F] lie until dread men take its course.
[Bb] You know something,
_ _ [F] Marcus [Bb] Carusseian, immoral laws,
Must [F] be disobeyed.
_ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [Dm] And no powers shall make [Bb] me bow down to the laws.
Of [F] no little faggot, he got that [Bb] man, not I.
[F] For where the tree _ [Bb] falls. _
There shall it [F] lie until dread men take its course.
[Bb] Whether you are tomato or you are [F] cedar,
Where the [Dm] tree [Bb] falls.
There shall it lie [F] until dread men take its course.
_ [Bb] _ _
We [F] gonna roll the good old traviat,
Roll the good old [Bb] traviat along.
Make ready [F] music one.
_ _ [Bb] _ _
_ [F] And who's here, who's [Bb] here, and who's he gone?
[F] He's already gone.
_ [Bb] Lift up your red-eyed [Dm] gaze,
Where the tree [Bb] falls. _
There shall [F] it lie until dread men take its [Bb] course.
Keep on praying with me, my [Dm] brother,
Where the tree falls.
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [N] _