AJJ (Andrew Jackson Jihad) - Small red boy
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Tuning: E A D G B E
At lines in verses with chord pattern: "Am E Am E7" play E7 only for last 2 beats (half the strumming pattern)
So that the line goes like: (one chord is half the beat)
Am1 Am& E2 E& Am3 Am& Am4 E7&
[Intro]
N.C.
Am Am Am E
[Verse]
AmI found a small red Eboy inside my Amtummy E7
With Cthree dollars in cGhange and a Milky WaCy Lite
In my Eoccasional pursuit to find something more Ammeaningful
ThanF yet another word that rhymes withG die
I Amcut him out and Eput him on my Amtable E7
His Cshallow breathing Gchest would fall and Crise
His 'ESouth of Heaven' shirt was way too Ambig for him
His Fhorns were long and sharp and then heG opened up those eyes that said
"I Cam, I am, I Gam, I am the Amtruth." Am
[Interlude]
Am E7
[Verse]
I Amshowered him with Elove and adulAmation E7
COne day he was Gjust as tall as Cme
I Eshowed him all the books that I was Amraised on
Your FMadeleine L'Engle and D'AuGlaires' Mythologies
And in a Ammontage that could Ewarm the heart of AmHitler E7
I Craised him up so Gproud and motheCrly
I Eswore that I was glancing in a Ammirror
When in the Flanguage that I taught him, oh god, Ghe began to speak, he said
"I Cam, I am, I Gam, I am the Amtruth"
"I Cam, I am, I Gam, I am the Amtruth" Am
[Interlude]
Am E7
[Bridge]
And his Feyes became a beacon, anG LCD projector
BroadcEasting all my memories in a clFear and vivid picture
His Ftongue became a staircase, his Guvula -- the knocker
Of an Eornate wooden door that led me Fstraight into my future
His Fthroat became a hallway with a tGhousand baby pictures
And EI became forgiveness, I transFformed into the closure that I lost
F When I learned about Gthe tragedy of all of us
I Elost it when I learned about the Ftragedy of all of us
InFcorrigible illness in the Gloved ones hiddenn out of us
I Elost it when I learned about the Ftragedy of all of us
I Fwalked through the hallways to a Groom of only mirrors
EReflecting me in bondage so I Fwatched myself get freer
I Flet my horns grow longer
I oGbserved my skin get redder
My Amsoul became a hammer
I sCtarted to feel better
My Fhatred to turned to pity
My Gresentment blossomed flowers
My Cbitter tasting caEndy
My Ammisery was poGwer
The Ftruth in me grew brighter
My Gnature and my nurture
No more Cshame
No more Gfear
No more Amdread
I Fam, I am, I Gam, I am the Ctruth.