Johnny Cash - American remains

^AmI am a shotgun rider for the San Jacinto l^Fine The des^Cert is my brother, my skin is cracked and d^Gry I w^Amas riding on a folk coach, and everything was^F fine ^CTill we took a shorter road to save s^Gome time The bandi^Fts only fired once, they shot me in the ^Cchest ^CThey may have wounded me, but they?ll never get the ^Gbest Of better ^Ammen, cause I?ll ride again.

^AmI am a river gambler, I make a livin`dealin c<sup>F</sup>ards <sup>C</sup>My clothes are smooth and honest, my heart is cold and ha<sup>G</sup>rd <sup>Am</sup>I was shuffling` for some delta boys on the boat^F for New Orelans ^CI was the greatest shark they?d ever ^Gseen ^FBut the Captain bumped a sandbar, and an ^Cace fell from my sleeve ^CThe threw me overboard as I swore I didn?t ch^Geat But I co^Amuld swim, and I?ll ride again

^CWe are heroes of the homeland, American ^Gremains ^FWe live in many faces and answer^Am many names We wil^Cl not be forgotten, we won?t be left b^Gehind O^Fur memories live on in mortal min^Gds And poets pe^Amns, we?ll ride again

^AmI am a mid-west farmer, I make a livin` off the l^Fand I^C ride a John Deer tractor, I am a liberated ^Gman ^AmBut the rain it hasn?t fallen, since the middle ^Fof July ^CAnd if it don?t come soon my crops will ^Gdie

^FThe bank man says he likes me, but there?^Cs nothing he can do ^CHe tells me that he?s comin`, but the clouds are comin` ^Gtoo He ain?t my frie^Amnd, and I?ll ride again. ^AmI am an American Indian, my tribe is ^FCherokee My fore^Cfathers loves this land they left it here for ^Gme But the ^Amwhite man came with boats and trains and dirty f^Factories ^CAnd poisoned my existence with his de^Geds ^FNature is our mother, we are suckling at ^Cher breast ^CAnd he who try to beat her down will lose her to the re^Gst They?ll never ^Amwin, I?ll ride again

^CWe are heroes of the homeland, American ^Gremains ^FWe live in many faces and answer^Am many names We wil^Cl not be forgotten, we won?t be left behin^Gd Our memo^Fries live on in mortal minds ^G And poets pens^Am we?ll ride again

^CWe are heroes of the homeland, American ^Gremains ^FWe live in many faces and answer^Am many names We wil^Cl not be forgotten, we won?t be left behin^Gd Our memo^Fries live on in mortal minds ^G And poets pens^Am we?ll ride again