Untitled Peter Himmelman
[Intro]
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[Gm] This is a story '[F]bout a taxi ride [Bb]I can't forget[Eb]
It was [Gm]autumn in Minnes[F]ota, it was r[Bb]ainy, cold and [Eb]wet
So I ho[Cm]pped into the f[Gm]irst cab that I [F]saw
The h[Cm]eater was on but the [Gm]chill just wouldn't [F]thaw
The [Gm]driver of the [F]cab he had a [Bb]pock marked [Eb]face
[Gm]He didn't seem too un[F]friendly, he was just [Bb]starin' off into s[Eb]pace
And he [Cm]told me that he [Gm]used to drive a [F]truck
And that [Cm]right now he was [Gm]down on his [F]luck
We [Gm]talked a bit about [F]travelin', told him that I'd [Bb]been to the USS[Em]R
[Gm]He looked at me in the [F]rear view mirror and said
[Bb]"Ain't that where the Jews and [Eb]commies are?â??
[Cm]And I knew I was in for a[Gm] hell of a rid[F]e
My [Cm]face was calm but I was [Gm]burnin' up in[F]side, oh yeah
â?¨[Bridge]
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[Gm]He told me he had a [F]dream to go to a [Bb]place free from niggers and [Eb]Jews
[Gm]"Austria?," I [F]asked out loud, as I [Bb]stared down at my [Eb]shoes
[Cm]Then he said[Gm], "That's exactly right[F]â??
He said,[Cm] "Hey man, ain't you p[Gm]roud to be whi[F]te?â??
[Gm]I played along with [F]him a bit, I said[Bb]
"What do you mean? I'm not quite [Eb]sureâ??
[Gm]That's when he [F]told me how much[Bb] he admired the F[Eb]uhrer
[Cm]We drove on through the [Gm]Minnetonka Pines[F]
And the [Cm]rain it started [Gm]freezin' on the highway s[F]igns, oh yeah
[Bridge]
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[Gm]Then I said, "Don't you [F]think it was wrong
I mean, [Bb]gassin' all them Jew[Eb]s?"
[Gm]And he told me Hitler's [F]only fault was that he [Bb]had to go and lo[Eb]se
[Cm]A war that should have[Gm] set the white man fr[F]ee
To in[Cm]herit the entire [Gm]earth as his destin[F]y
Then he started [Gm]fishin' for a cassette ta[F]pe that he'd [Bb]gotten in a
special clas[Eb]s
[Gm]And on it some [F]teacher was talkin' about des[Bb]troyinâ?? the Jews at[Eb] last
[Cm]And about how they were [Gm]all to [F]blame
For every [Cm]problem that [Gm]you could ever [F]name
[Gm]I stared out my win[F]dow, started[Bb] thinkin' about my lif[Eb]e
[Gm]Thinkin' about my child[F]ren,[Bb] thinkin' about my wif[Eb]e
[Cm]And I wondered how much mor[Gm]e could I endure[F]
Of the h[Cm]atred so [Gm]naked and so [F]pure
[Bridge]
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[Gm]When we got to my brother's[F] house I even[Bb] tipped him a dollar or tw[Eb]o
[Gm]And I was wonderin' if he'd [F]known all along that his[Bb] passenger was a
Je[Eb]w
I just[Cm] stared at my br[Gm]eath in the freezin' nig[F]ht
That's when my[Cm] brother came to the[Gm] door and put on the [F]light, oh yeah
[Bridge]
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[Bb] [F] [Eb] [Eb]
[Bb] [F] [Eb] [Eb]
[F]Donâ??t tell m[Gm]e children, [Eb]defile your [Bb]dreams
Our [F]heads are still po[Gm]unding from the s[Eb]ound of their scr[Bb]eams
And the [F]blood is still [Gm]flowing down [Eb]European str[Bb]eams
And it's [F]you who have no [Gm]right to call your[Eb]self a human [Bb]being
Here I [F]am, in a [Eb]taxi cab with a cut rate Arya[Gm]n
[Bridge]
[Bb] [Eb] [Bb] [Eb]
[Gm]I spent the next [F]morning with a man who had[Bb] death camp numbers on his arm[Eb]
[Gm]nâ?? I swore to m[F]yself I would do anything to pr[Bb]otect him from further ha[Eb]rm
And he [Cm]told me [Gm]wherever you may [F]go
You must re[Cm]fute them if they [Gm]say it wasn't [F]so, huh
[Outro]
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