Chords for We Can't Make It Here

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_ [C] _ _ [G] There's a Vietnam vet with a cardboard [C] sign, sitting there [G] by the left turn line, a flag
on his [F] wheelchair flapping [C] in the breeze, one leg [G] missing and both hands free. _ _
_ No one's paying [F] much mind [C] to him, the VA budget's just [G] stretched to thin, and there's more coming
back from [F] the Mideast [C] War.
We can't [G] make it here anymore. _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] That big [G] old building [F] was a [C] textile mill, it fed our [G] kids and it paid our bills, but
they turned us out and [F] they closed the doors.
[C] We can't [F] make it [G] here anymore. _ _ _ _ _ _
You see those pallets piled up [F] on the loading dock?
[C] They're [G] just gonna sit there till they rot, cause there's nothing to ship, nothing to
pack, just busted concrete and rusted tracks.
The empty storefront's around the [C] square, there's a needle in the [G] gutter and glass everywhere,
you don't come down here unless you're looking [C] to score.
We can't [G] make it here anymore.
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_ _ [C] [G] The bar's still open, but man [C] it's slow, the tip jar's [G] light and the register's low, the
bartender [Gm] don't have much to [C] say, the regular crowd [G] gets thinner each day. _ _
Some have maxed [Gm] out all their credit [Em] cards, some are working [C] two [G] jobs and living in cars.
Minimum [F] wage won't pay for a [C] roof, won't pay for a [Gm] drink if you gotta have proof.
Just try it yourself, Mr.
CEO, [C] see how far [G] 515 an hour will go, take a part-time [F] job
at [C] one of your stores.
I bet you [Bb] can't make it [G] here anymore.
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oh, _ [C] [Gm] oh, oh, oh, oh, [F] oh, [C] _ [Gm] _
[G] oh, oh, [C] _ [G] oh, [C] oh, [G] _ oh, [C] _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
[Gm] There's a high school girl with a bourgeois [C] dream, just like the [G] pictures in the magazine
she found on the [F] floor of [C] the laundromat.
A woman with kids can [G] forget all that, if she comes up pregnant, what'll [C] she do?
Forget the career, [G] forget about school, can she live on faith, live on [C] hope?
High [G] on Jesus or hooked on dope when it's way too late [F] to just [C] say no?
You [G] can't make it here anymore. _
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_ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Gm] [G] I'm stocking shirts in a Walmart [C] store, just like the [G] ones we made before, except this
one [Dm] came from Singapore.
[G] I guess we can't make it here anymore. _
_ _ _ _ _ Should I hate a [F] people for the shade of their [C] skin or the shape of their [G] eyes or the shape I'm in?
Should I hate them for having our jobs today?
[C] No, I [G] hate the men sent the jobs away. _
_ _ I can see them all now, they [C] haunt my dreams, all lily, [G] white and squeaky clean.
They never known want, they never known need.
The shit don't stink and the kids won't bleed, the kids won't bleed in the damn little [C] war
and we [Bb] can't make it [G] here anymore.
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[Gm] _ _ [G] _ _ We'll _ _
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[Gm] _ _ [G] _ _ work for food, we'll die for oil, we'll kill for power and to us the spoils.
The billionaires get to pay less tax, the working poor get [Gm] to fall through [G] the cracks. _
_ So let them eat jelly [F] beans, let them eat [C] cake, let [G] them eat shit, whatever it takes.
They can join the Air Force or join the Corps [C] if they [G] can't make it here anymore.
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[G] So that's how it is, that's what we got and if the President wants to admit it or not,
you can read it in the paper, read it on the wall, hear it on the wind if you're listening
Get out of that limo and look us in the [C] eye, call us on the [G] cell phone, tell us all why
in Dayton, Ohio or Portland, [C] Maine or a cotton gin out on [G] the great high plains.
It's done closed down along with the school and the hospital and the swimming pool.
Dust devils dance in the noonday [C] heat, there's rats in [G] the alley and trash in the street.
Gang graffiti on a [F] boxcar door.
[C] We can't make it here.
[G] Thank you. _
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