Genesis Hall Richard Thompson
Intro: Dm
My f[Bb]ather he [C]rides with your [Dm]sheriffs
And I [Bb]know he would never mean [C]harm
But to s[F]ee both [Bb]sides of a [Gm7]quarrel
Is to j[Bb]udge without hate or [Dm]alarm
[F]Oh, [Gm]oh, [C]helpless and slow
And y[F]ou don't have [Gm7]anywhere to [Dm]go
You [Bb]take away [C]homes from the [Dm]homeless
And [Bb]leave them to die in the [C]cold
The [F]gypsy who [Bb]begged for your [Gm7]presents
He will [Bb]laugh in your face when you're [Dm]old
Chorus
Well, [Bb]one man he [C]drinks up his [Dm]whiskey
A[Bb]nother he drinks up his [C]wine
And they'll [F]drink till their [Bb]eyes are [Gm7]red with hate
For [Bb]those of a different [Dm]kind
Chorus
When the [Bb]rivers run [C]thicker than [Dm]trouble
I'll be [Bb]there at your side in the [C]flood
It was [F]all I could [Bb]do to keep [Gm7]myself
From [Bb]taking revenge of [Dm]blood
Chorus X 2
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