Chords for The White Buffalo - Fire Don't Know / BB Guns and Dirtbikes (Before The Concert)

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Sun, listen [B] close, _ [C] there's one [G] thing's for sure, [C] let the fire [G] don't know, _ [C] not to burn your [G] hand.
_ _ Warm when [Em] the wind [B] blows, [C] it'll go grab you [G] cold, _ [C] cause the winter [G] don't know, but you [C] don't like [G] cold.
_ But [Am] _ I _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] do, _
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_ _ _ [G] _ _ Bullets and [Abm] steel, they [C] don't think, they don't [G] feel, well they ain't got [G] no plans [C] to shoot down [G] a man. _ _
Silver and [B] gold, when it [C] _
comes and it goes, [C] well money don't [G] know, _ [C] I got mouths to [G] feed.
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Where are you going?
_ When will you be coming [G] home?
_ With my [C] brother and my [F] memory
[C] I'll bring my history home
_ So, put this in the pride
Do the streets you would ride
The [F] cracks and the dirt and the weeds
_ _ [F] We'd best be home [C] by supper time
Just enough time to craft a [G] scheme _
_ [C] If you got my back, give the plan an attack
Listen up if you would, boys, please _
[F] We'll hit these pussies [C] around midnight
And roll off like a band of [G] thieves
Mama [F] said, where [C] are you going? _
[F] When will you be coming [G] home?
_ With [C] my brother and [F] my memory
_ [C] I'll bring [G] my [C] history home
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_ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] ooooooooooo _
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With quivering eyes and a fear in disguise
We'd [F] gather oil and [C] burn in the breeze
Hit the asphalt hollering like hellfire
There'd be no time to get weak [G] in the knees _
[C] Under the cover of night when the timing was right, like a furious army of three. _
[A] We light up the [C] sky like the 4th of July and race home like it was a [G] dream.
And mama said, where [C] have you been and where the [G] hell are [F] you coming [G] from? _ _ _
With [C] my brother and my [F]
memory, [C] I bring my history [G] home.
With [C] my brother and [F] my memory, [C] I [G] bring my victory [C] home. _
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That was from North Pond Time of the West _ _ _ featuring Tommy _ Andrews and Matt Minar on
drums and bass.
That's a song [G] about my childhood, nostalgia. _ _ _
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