American Remains Chords by The Highwaymen

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I am a shotgun rider for the San [Gb] Jacinto line.
[Db] The desert is my brother, my skin is cracked [Ab] and dry.
[Bbm] I was riding on a folk coach and everything [Gb] was fine, [Db] till we took a shorter road to save [Ab] some time. _
[Gb] The bandits only fired once, [Bbm] they shot me in the chest. _
[Db] They may have wounded me, but they'll never get [Ab] the best of [Gb] better men.
_ _ _ _ I'll [Bbm] ride again. _ _ _ _ _ _
I am a river gambler, I make a living [Gb] dealing cards.
[Db] My clothes are smooth and honest, my heart is [Ab] cold and hard.
[Bbm] I was shuffling for some delta boys on a boat for New [Gb] Orleans.
[Db] I was the greatest shark they'd [Ab] ever seen. _
[Gb] But the captain bumped a sandbar [Bbm] and a lace fell from my sleeve.
[Db] They threw me overboard and I swore I [Ab] didn't cheat.
But I [Gb] could swim, _ _ _ _ _ and I'll [Bbm] ride again. _ _ _ _
We [Db] are heroes of the homeland, American [Ab] remains.
[Gb] We live in many places [Bbm] and have served many days.
[Db] We will not be forgotten, we won't be [Ab] left behind.
[Ebm] Our memories live on in Florida.
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_ _ _ _ And before [Gb] it's been, _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] we'll ride again. _
_ _ _ _ _ I am a Midwest farmer, I make a living off [Gb] the land.
[Db] I ride a John Deere tractor, I'm a liberated [Ab] man.
[Bbm] But the rain, it hasn't fallen since the middle of [Gb] July.
[Db] And if it don't come soon, my crops [Ab] will die.
_ [Gb] The bankman says he likes me, [Bbm] but there's nothing he can do.
[Db] He tells me that he's coming, but the clouds are coming [Ab] too.
_ He ain't [Gb] my friend, _ _ _ _ _ and I'll [Bbm] ride again. _ _ _ _ _ _
I am an American Indian, my tribe is [Gb] Cherokee.
[Db] My forefathers loved this land, they left it here [Ab] for me.
[Bbm] A white man came with boats and trains, a dirty [Gb] factory. _
[Db] Poisoned my existence with [Ab] his deed. _ _
[Gb] Nature is our mother, we [Bbm] are sucklings at her breast.
[Db] He who tries to beat her down will lose her to [Ab] the rest.
They'll [Gb] never win, _ _ _ _ I'll [Bbm] ride again. _ _ _ _ _
We [Db] are heroes of the homeland, American [Ab] remains.
[Gb] We live in many places [Bbm] and have served many days.
[Db] We will not be forgotten, we won't be left [Ab] behind.
[Ebm] Our memories live on in mortal [Ab] minds.
_ _ _ _ And [Gb] poet's sin, _ _ _ _ we'll [Bbm] ride again. _
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