For an Old Kentucky Anarchist Chords by The Orphans

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_ _ _ _ High upon a [F] forgotten mountain [Am] top lay a garden untended [G] and dry
_ [C] Twirls a yard that [Em] had failed [A] children's feet run and [Gm] fall the mother [F] long ago [G] taught her children [C] how to fly
[G] _ _ [C] Within a simple [F] cabin untouched by industrial hands [A] sat the aged mother in [G] her home
You [C] can't escape the picture [G]
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[Am] There's too many [G] she said [F] they keep me [G] from being [C] alone [G] Yeah
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_ [G] _ _ _ [C] Well, she spoke he [F] was not his man [A] he worked hard to put [G] food on our plates
_ [C] Well, we had more babies [F] and we had arms.
We struggled all our [G] lives, but the [C] rewards were [G] great
[C] And when my son [F] came home from the [A] war
He rested his head on [G] my breast and [C] said my I'm [G] tired of being used [Am] and grinded [G] down
I feel [F] so low.
Can [G] you make me feel [C] like I'm the best?
[G] _ [C] Well, my best friend truly what a [F] savage man he wore her like
[G] _ _ For [C] his only love [F] was for a bottle
She said there's only [G] one thing left [C] for me to [G] do
[C] To be a wild once again [F] to take back my life and run [Am] away set flames to [G] his truck
_ [C] He won't ever [Em] know [A] he's been missing.
[G] I [F] did every day [G] joy freedom dance and
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_ _ [G] _ _ [C] These are the stories [F] that this mother spoke to me [Am] as I brought her garden [G] back to grow I
[C] Was rewarded with a warm [F] meal tails never to be heard some call it poverty, [G] but they'll [C] never [G] know
She [C] said all I got my stories [F] and this old guitar my crops ever come [G] and gone away
I [C] got a head full of [F] recipes it's acid to the [Am] taste and I like [G] it to wake up [C] and greet the [G] day
[C] God bad back from raising [F] my children
_ [Am] From hugging my husband [G] so tight.
Hell, [C] I never cared much for [Am] any government
[G] I [F] got my Jesus [Gm] when I feel [C] time is right
[G] Singing I'm the richest [C] I'll ever be [G] I embrace the world I have [C] all around me
[G] So sing a [F] dying song [Am] and slap your knee have a [G] taste of true _ [C] anarchy [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ [G] Yeah [F] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] Okay
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