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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] Em Am [Chorus]
The bEmlood; it will not dry Oh, the bClood; it will not Amdry So inEmstead we are trained To jCust roll our eAmyes The Emblood; it will not dry Oh, the blCood; it will not Amdry So iEmnstead we are trained To jCust roll our eAmyes
[Verse 1]
This is Emnot a call for guilt This is jCust a request for rAmespect The bEmlood may not be on our hands But we sCleep in their bAmeds Oh Emwe sleep in their beds Oh Cwe sleep in their bAmeds
[Verse 2]
We are tEmold not to live in the past But somCe things must not be forgoAmtten We can oEmutlast, but what's done is cast And prCivileges are ill-gAmotten PrivEmileges are ill-gotten And priCvileges are ill-gAmotten
[Chorus]
The bEmlood; it will not dry Oh, the bClood; it will not Amdry So inEmstead we are trained To jCust roll our eAmyes