Intro: D5 E5 E
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EA D
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EAD
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E A D E A D
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It's way up in the Black Hills where we come from
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EAD E A D
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There's a girl and she warned me don't pick up that gun
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E A
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By the law of the land
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E A
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By the promise that might is right
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E A D E
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She would hold me and cry - don't you go off and fight
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D Dsus
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Somebody knocking at my door
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B5 C G
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Oh, I been called to war
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D Dsus
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Say goodbye to Tobacco Road
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A7
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Wear my colors, call my brothers
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C
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And for my country I'll go
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E A D E
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Down on Hell's Half Acre
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E A D E
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Shakin' with fever
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E A D E
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Rumble in the jungle
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E D E
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Down on Hell's Half Acre
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She wrote me a letter and said what have they done
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Placed a crown of thorns an this native son
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Oh, maybe they're right, but maybe they're wrong
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But what can I do, you're not here you're gone
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Something in the air is much too quiet
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Hear my heartbeat
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The storms that rages from within
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Three times thunder, blood runs cold
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Got this wound on my soul
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Down on Hell's Half Acre
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Walking on fire
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We got trouble in the wasteland
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Down on Hell's Half Acre
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Back in the land where buffalo roam
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Oh is this my home
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She said you've changed, you're not the same
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Clouds of napalm and the opium
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The damage was already done
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Down on Hell's Half Acre
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Shakin' with fever
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Rumble in the jungle
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Down on Hell's Half Acre
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Down on Hell's Half Acre
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Walking on fire
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We got trouble in the wasteland
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Down on Hell's Half Acre
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Hell's Half Acre
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The Band |