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Oh I just wanna gGo to work -- And gAmet back home, and be Csomething I just wanna Gfall in line -- And dAmo my time, and be somCething Well I just wanna Gprove my worth -- On the Amplanet Earth, and be, Csomething I just wanna fallG in love Not fAmuck it up, and feel sComething
[Verse 2]
Well lGately, don’t Bmunderstand what I aCm Treated as a foGol Not quite a Bmwoman or a Cman Well I don’t Gknow I guess I don’t Bmunderstand the Cplan
[Verse 3]
GColonized, and Amhypnotized, be Csomething GSterilized, deAmhumanized, be Csomething Well Gtake your pay And stay Amout the way, be Csomething Ah Gdo your best But fAmuck the rest, be Csomething
[Verse 4]
Well lGately, it’s been Bmmighty hard to Csee Just sGearching for my lBmost humanitCy I look for yoGu, my friend But Bmdo you look for Cme?
[Instrumental] [cymbal clash with each line] G G Em E [Verse 5]
ALately I’m not too afraid to F#mdie I wanna leave it all Bmbehind I think about it DsomeD7times ALately all my time’s been movin F#mslow I don’t know where I’m gonna Bmgo Just give me time, DI’ll D7know
[Bridge 1]
F#mOh, Bmany day now F#mOh, Bmany day now DI will come along D D7 F#mOh, Bmany day now F#mOh, Bmany day now DI will come along D D7 DI will come along D D7
[Recording: from "Puerto Rican Obituary" by Pedro Pietri] N.C. Dead Puerto Ricans who never knew they were Puerto Ricans Who never took a coffee break from the 10th commandment To kill, kill, kill The landlords of their cracked skulls And communicate with their Latin souls Juan, Miguel, Milagros, Olga, Manuel From the nervous breakdown streets where the mice live like millionaires And the people do not live at all [Instrumental] [Outro]
From el Abarrio to ABmrecibo, ¡Pa’Dlante! From AMarble Hill to the ghost of BmEmmett Till, ¡Pa’Dlante! To JuAan, Miguel, MilBmagros, Manuel, ¡Pa’lDante! To alAl who came beBmfore, we say, ¡Pa’Dlante! To my Amother and my Bmfather, I say, ¡Pa’lDante! To AJulia, and BmSylvia, ¡Pa’Dlante! To Aall who had to Bmhide, I say, ¡Pa’lDante! To Aall who lost their Bmpride, I say, ¡Pa’Dlante! To Aall who had to surBmvive, I say, ¡Pa’Dlante! To my Abrothers, and my Bmsisters, I say, ¡Pa’Dlante! A Bm D ¡Pa’lante! A Bm D ¡Pa’lante! To Aall who came beBmfore, we say, ¡Pa’Dlante!