Chords for Mr. Wendal
Tempo:
110.05 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Ab
Abm
Ebm
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Eb]
[Ab] [Eb]
Here, [Ab] [Eb]
have a dollar, [B] in fact no brother [Abm] man, here have two.
[Eb]
Two dollars [Ebm] means a snack for me, but it means a [Abm] big deal to you.
[Ebm]
Be [Ab] strong, serve God only, know that [Eb] if you do, beautiful heaven awaits.
[Ebm] That's the poem I [Ab] wrote for the first time, [Eb] a strong man with no [Ab] clothes, no money, no
[Bb] flake, Mr.
Wendell.
[Eb] That's his name, no one ever knew his name, cause he's an old one.
Never thought twice about spending on an old bum until I had a chance to really get to know one.
Now that I know him, to give him money isn't charity.
He gives me some knowledge, I buy him some shoes, and if they flaxed into all that money
I'm in colleges, still most of y'all come out confused.
Go ahead Mr.
Wendell.
[Eb]
[Ab] Mr.
Wendell has [Eb] freedom, a freedom that [Abm] you in doubt think is [Eb] dumb.
Free to be [Abm] without the worries of it.
[Ebm] Quick to diss society, [Abm] for Mr.
Wendell's a [Eb] bum.
His only [E] worries are sickness and occasional harassment by the police and their [Ebm] chase.
I'm [Bb] civilized, we call him, but I just saw him eat off the food we waste.
Civilization, are we really civilized?
Yes or no?
Who are we to judge?
When thousands of innocent men can be brutally civilized?
Yes or no?
Who are we to judge?
When thousands of innocent men can be brutally enslaved or killed of our racist grudge?
[C] Mr.
Wendell has [Eb] tried to warn us about our ways, but we don't hear him talk.
Is it his fault?
Well we've gone too far, and we got too far, because of who we are.
Mr.
Wendell, a man, a human in flesh, but not by law.
I need you dignity to stand with pride, realize that all in all, you stand tall.
Go ahead Mr.
Wendell.
Mr.
Wendell.
Yeah.
Yeah, Mr.
Wendell. Yeah.
Mr.
Wendell.
Yeah.
Lord.
[Db] [Eb]
Mr.
Wendell.
[Db] [Eb]
[Ab] [Bb]
[Eb] [Ab] Mr.
[Eb]
[Ab] Wendell.
[Eb] Yeah.
Mr.
Wendell.
Yeah. [Ab] Lord.
[Eb]
Mr.
[Ab] Wendell.
[Eb]
Mr.
[Abm] Wendell.
[Eb] Yeah.
[Ab] Lord.
[Eb]
Mr.
Wendell.
[Abm] [Eb] [Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] [Eb] [Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] [Eb] [Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] [Eb] [Ab] [G]
Yeah.
[Ab] [Eb]
Here, [Ab] [Eb]
have a dollar, [B] in fact no brother [Abm] man, here have two.
[Eb]
Two dollars [Ebm] means a snack for me, but it means a [Abm] big deal to you.
[Ebm]
Be [Ab] strong, serve God only, know that [Eb] if you do, beautiful heaven awaits.
[Ebm] That's the poem I [Ab] wrote for the first time, [Eb] a strong man with no [Ab] clothes, no money, no
[Bb] flake, Mr.
Wendell.
[Eb] That's his name, no one ever knew his name, cause he's an old one.
Never thought twice about spending on an old bum until I had a chance to really get to know one.
Now that I know him, to give him money isn't charity.
He gives me some knowledge, I buy him some shoes, and if they flaxed into all that money
I'm in colleges, still most of y'all come out confused.
Go ahead Mr.
Wendell.
[Eb]
[Ab] Mr.
Wendell has [Eb] freedom, a freedom that [Abm] you in doubt think is [Eb] dumb.
Free to be [Abm] without the worries of it.
[Ebm] Quick to diss society, [Abm] for Mr.
Wendell's a [Eb] bum.
His only [E] worries are sickness and occasional harassment by the police and their [Ebm] chase.
I'm [Bb] civilized, we call him, but I just saw him eat off the food we waste.
Civilization, are we really civilized?
Yes or no?
Who are we to judge?
When thousands of innocent men can be brutally civilized?
Yes or no?
Who are we to judge?
When thousands of innocent men can be brutally enslaved or killed of our racist grudge?
[C] Mr.
Wendell has [Eb] tried to warn us about our ways, but we don't hear him talk.
Is it his fault?
Well we've gone too far, and we got too far, because of who we are.
Mr.
Wendell, a man, a human in flesh, but not by law.
I need you dignity to stand with pride, realize that all in all, you stand tall.
Go ahead Mr.
Wendell.
Mr.
Wendell.
Yeah.
Yeah, Mr.
Wendell. Yeah.
Mr.
Wendell.
Yeah.
Lord.
[Db] [Eb]
Mr.
Wendell.
[Db] [Eb]
[Ab] [Bb]
[Eb] [Ab] Mr.
[Eb]
[Ab] Wendell.
[Eb] Yeah.
Mr.
Wendell.
Yeah. [Ab] Lord.
[Eb]
Mr.
[Ab] Wendell.
[Eb]
Mr.
[Abm] Wendell.
[Eb] Yeah.
[Ab] Lord.
[Eb]
Mr.
Wendell.
[Abm] [Eb] [Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] [Eb] [Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] [Eb] [Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] [Eb] [Ab] [G]
Yeah.
Key:
Eb
Ab
Abm
Ebm
Bb
Eb
Ab
Abm
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Here, _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _
have a dollar, [B] in fact no brother [Abm] man, here have two.
[Eb]
Two dollars [Ebm] means a snack for me, but it means a [Abm] big deal to you.
[Ebm]
Be [Ab] strong, serve God only, know that [Eb] if you do, beautiful heaven awaits.
[Ebm] That's the poem I [Ab] wrote for the first time, [Eb] a strong man with no [Ab] clothes, no money, no
[Bb] flake, Mr.
Wendell.
[Eb] That's his name, no one ever knew his name, cause he's an old one.
Never thought twice about spending on an old bum until I had a chance to really get to know one.
Now that I know him, to give him money isn't charity.
He gives me some knowledge, I buy him some shoes, and if they flaxed into all that money
I'm in colleges, still most of y'all come out confused.
Go ahead Mr.
Wendell.
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] Mr.
Wendell has [Eb] freedom, a freedom that [Abm] you in doubt think is [Eb] dumb.
Free to be [Abm] without the worries of it.
[Ebm] Quick to diss society, [Abm] for Mr.
Wendell's a [Eb] bum.
His only [E] worries are sickness and occasional harassment by the police and their [Ebm] chase.
I'm [Bb] civilized, we call him, but I just saw him eat off the food we waste.
Civilization, are we really civilized?
Yes or no?
Who are we to judge?
When thousands of innocent men can be brutally civilized?
Yes or no?
Who are we to judge?
When thousands of innocent men can be brutally enslaved or killed of our racist grudge?
[C] Mr.
Wendell has [Eb] tried to warn us about our ways, but we don't hear him talk.
Is it his fault?
Well we've gone too far, and we got too far, because of who we are.
Mr.
Wendell, a man, a human in flesh, but not by law.
I need you dignity to stand with pride, realize that all in all, you stand tall.
Go ahead Mr.
Wendell. _ _ _ _
Mr.
Wendell.
Yeah.
_ _ Yeah, Mr.
_ Wendell. Yeah. _ _ _
Mr.
Wendell.
Yeah.
_ _ Lord.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ [Eb]
Mr.
Wendell. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ [Ab] Mr.
_ [Eb] _
[Ab] Wendell.
_ [Eb] Yeah. _ _
Mr.
Wendell.
Yeah. _ [Ab] Lord.
[Eb]
Mr.
[Ab] Wendell.
_ _ _ _ _ [Eb]
Mr.
[Abm] Wendell.
[Eb] Yeah.
_ [Ab] Lord.
[Eb]
Mr.
Wendell. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Abm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [G] _
_ _ Yeah. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Here, _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _
have a dollar, [B] in fact no brother [Abm] man, here have two.
[Eb]
Two dollars [Ebm] means a snack for me, but it means a [Abm] big deal to you.
[Ebm]
Be [Ab] strong, serve God only, know that [Eb] if you do, beautiful heaven awaits.
[Ebm] That's the poem I [Ab] wrote for the first time, [Eb] a strong man with no [Ab] clothes, no money, no
[Bb] flake, Mr.
Wendell.
[Eb] That's his name, no one ever knew his name, cause he's an old one.
Never thought twice about spending on an old bum until I had a chance to really get to know one.
Now that I know him, to give him money isn't charity.
He gives me some knowledge, I buy him some shoes, and if they flaxed into all that money
I'm in colleges, still most of y'all come out confused.
Go ahead Mr.
Wendell.
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] Mr.
Wendell has [Eb] freedom, a freedom that [Abm] you in doubt think is [Eb] dumb.
Free to be [Abm] without the worries of it.
[Ebm] Quick to diss society, [Abm] for Mr.
Wendell's a [Eb] bum.
His only [E] worries are sickness and occasional harassment by the police and their [Ebm] chase.
I'm [Bb] civilized, we call him, but I just saw him eat off the food we waste.
Civilization, are we really civilized?
Yes or no?
Who are we to judge?
When thousands of innocent men can be brutally civilized?
Yes or no?
Who are we to judge?
When thousands of innocent men can be brutally enslaved or killed of our racist grudge?
[C] Mr.
Wendell has [Eb] tried to warn us about our ways, but we don't hear him talk.
Is it his fault?
Well we've gone too far, and we got too far, because of who we are.
Mr.
Wendell, a man, a human in flesh, but not by law.
I need you dignity to stand with pride, realize that all in all, you stand tall.
Go ahead Mr.
Wendell. _ _ _ _
Mr.
Wendell.
Yeah.
_ _ Yeah, Mr.
_ Wendell. Yeah. _ _ _
Mr.
Wendell.
Yeah.
_ _ Lord.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ [Eb]
Mr.
Wendell. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ [Ab] Mr.
_ [Eb] _
[Ab] Wendell.
_ [Eb] Yeah. _ _
Mr.
Wendell.
Yeah. _ [Ab] Lord.
[Eb]
Mr.
[Ab] Wendell.
_ _ _ _ _ [Eb]
Mr.
[Abm] Wendell.
[Eb] Yeah.
_ [Ab] Lord.
[Eb]
Mr.
Wendell. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Abm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [G] _
_ _ Yeah. _ _ _ _
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