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[Intro] C F C F x2 [Verse 1]
C Willie Johnson was Flocking up his store Monday Cnight F C F C F
And someone snuck in and they commenced a fight
C His wife Emilia found him Flying on the freezer Cfloor F CNow this sleepy little town, Git ain't sleepy no Cmore F
[Verse 2]
C Sheriff Walker holds Fthree local boys in CjailF C They confessed right Fdown to the last detCail F C They beat Willie with a Fbat, He was 70 years Cold F CThen they bought some beer with the Gsix dollars they CstFolCe
[Chorus]
Well GI know my anger is not politically Ccool G C (walk down)F Am But, brother we're in danger when kids can be so cruel as to kill for play, Dear God have Cmercy we're Fliving just like there's Cno Gjudgment Cday F C F
[Verse 3]
C Billy Haney is the Fyoungest of the three Caccused F C His grandpa got him as a Fbaby hungry and Cabused F C But no one guessed the Fdepth of his emotional Cscars F CTill we saw him on the news Ggrinning like a movie CstFarC
[Chorus 2]
Well GI know my anger is not politically Ccool G C (walk down) F Am But, brother we're in danger when we can be so cruel, as throw our kids away Dear God have Cmercy we're Fliving just like there's Cno Gjudgment Cday F C F
[Verse 4]
C Today the headlights lined Fup in the drizzling Crain F C To the graveyard Fstretched a five mile Cchain F C And we laid to rest one of Fthis towns sweetest CsoulsF C G (hold 4 beats) C F C F C And we buried the peace we know in that very same hole