Indian Rope Man Chords by Richie Havens

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_ [D] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
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_ All dangling [D] thick, _ can't see the right road, streets are sick.
[Dm] The eight-day mill, [D] it might grind slow, _ but [A] it grinds fine.
_ _ _ Indian [D] rope man, while looking on, tells common plague he's heavenly born.
_ [Dm] Retired day man, looks on in scorn, with a [Bb] transgranted heart,
_ [A] _ kicks him quick he has to part. _
_ [D] Yeah, _ [A] _ yeah. _
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_ [D] _ _ Indian rope man, [Dm] sees the times, splitting loose the edge of [D] mine.
_ [Dm] Catching losers in his line, in [D] his line, [A] yeah.
Kicks him quick he has to part. _
_ [Dm] What?
_ _ [D] Yeah, _ _ yeah.
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_ _ _ _ Indian rope man, [Dm] flexes his eye, dissolving the fog, revealing the lie.
_ Indian rope man, holds my [D] drink in his [Bb] _
heart, yeah.
[A] _ Kicks him quick he has to part.
_ _ _ [F] What?
[Dm] Yeah, _ _ yeah.
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Hmm, hmm, _ hmm, _ _ _ hmm, hmm, hmm, _ _ hmm. Oh, oh.
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_ _ _ Indian rope man, sees the strife, cutting down eternal life,
_ when his soul transcends [Dm] his heart.
[Bb] Oh, oh. _
[A] _ Kicks him quick he has [Dm] to part. _
_ Yeah, _ yeah. _ _
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