Chords for American Land (London Calling: Live In Hyde Park, 2009)

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Susan, one, two, a one, two, three, [G] oh!
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[G] _ _ does this land of America so many travelers have?
I'm going out while I'm still young, my darling, lead me there.
Wish me luck, my lovely, I'll send friends if I can.
Oh, make [C] I a poet, [D] send me a [G] man of joy.
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[G] _ _ Oh, the old women wept in the sack of the knees.
Children there, they're sweet, so hang up on our mysteries.
Oh, compression out the river, send [D] me a haze.
[G] Oh, make [C] me a poet [D] in [G] America.
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[G] _ _ Slime and fingers, I want the birds by my side.
Here I am in the field, the buzz [D] is on and [G] on.
The chains fall and the tape, remember [D] I'm working back.
[G] Oh, make things work in America.
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[G] Susan!
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[G] _ _ I'm Dr.
Ellis, I learned in the studio I inspire.
Wandered to the valley, the grass [D] still is fire.
[G] Made the steel and built the cities with the sweat of our two hands.
We're made out of foam, and I'm made of choice.
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[G] _ _ Slime and fingers, I want the birds by my side.
Here I am in the field, the buzz [D] is on and on.
[G] The chains fall and the tape, remember [D] I'm working back.
[G] Oh, make [C] things [D] work in [G] America.
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[G] _ _ The crucifix [D] outskirts of the Smiths' [G] early studio.
The blacks, the Italians, the British, the Jews.
They come across the water, a thousand miles from home.
With nothing [C] in their belly, [D] but the fire [G] down below.
_ Dive down the [D] railroads, work the balls of shit.
Dive the hills and factories, they're [D] scattered in the wind.
[G] Dive together with hundreds years of gut, but [D] dying now.
[G] Hands [C] up, built the country, he's trying [G] to keep out.
Slime and fingers, I want the birds by my side.
Here I am in the field, the buzz [D] is on and [G] on.
The chains fall and the tape, remember [D] I'm working back.
[G] Oh, make things work in [G] America.
The crucifix [A] outskirts of the [G] Smiths' early studio.
The blacks, the Italians, [D] the [G] Jews. Yeah!
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_ _ Little Steve-O! _ _
_ _ _ _ Dinoskin!
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_ Kootietown!
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W-10!
_ [C] The Mighty Maxxman!
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Average Old Channel!
_ _ Nils Lofgren! _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ And the biggest man you've ever seen!
_ Chris _ _ Bigman!
_ _ _ _ [G] Clemmons! _
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_ _ _ Longtail! _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] Longtail!
Yeah!
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_ _ _ _ Longtail! _ _
Longtail!
_ _ _ Yeah! Longtail!
Yeah!
_ _ _ Longtail!
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[C] You've just seen the heart-stopping, band-stopping,
fucking rocking, heart-shacking, booty-shaking,
love-making, fire-aggratating, _ history-making, _ legendary! _ _ _ _ _ _
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