Hiding Too Long Cifras

Capo 2nd fret (sounding key A major)
 
Intro:
 
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         G
Come you phoney super-patriotic people that say
     C
That hating and fearing is my only way
     G
That this here country has got to be
       /Bb             /g                /d          G
You're thinking of your sales, you ain't thinking of me.
 
 
           G
You're not thinking of any George Washington
           C
You're not thinking of any Thomas Jefferson
        G
But you say that you are and you lie and mislead
                                       D            G
You use their names for your aims, for your selfish greed.
 
 
G                 G/Bb
Don't speak to me of your patriotism
         C                        G/Bb
When you throw the Southern black boy in prison
        G
And you say the only good niggers are the ones that have died
      /g-bb       /g         /f /d   G
Don't think I'll  ever stand on your side.
 
          G
Though you make it so hard for me to love
             C
My face will never feel the slap of your glove
         G
My hands will never buy the cards that you play
   /g-bb           /g-bb     /g  /f        /d  G
My feet will never walk down the road that you lay.
 
           G
Get out in the open, stop standing afar
           C
Let the whole world see what a hypocrite you are
             G
I ain't joking and it ain't no gag
             /g-bb       /g         /f /d   G
You bin hiding too long behind the American flag.
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