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My Maria
Am7My Maria, she's a simple Gkind of girl Am7Goes to Mass, sees the blood of GJesus flow COhhEmhh MaGria, CohhEmhh MaGria
Then her mother told her baby how her brother died Streets were fighting and the rivers all ran dry Ohhh Maria, Ohhh Maria
Am7God bless the child who Em7leaves his mother Am7And gives his Fall to Gsee the fight (To see the fight) To see the fight (To see the fight) To see the fight (To see the fight)
Death, destruction, God and country when she fell Never saw those faces 'til she got to hell Ohhhh Maria, ohhhh Maria To see the fight (To see the fight) To see the fight (To see the fight) by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com