Chords for Zac Brown Leader of the Band

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_ _ _ _ _ _ He's a [Fm] cabinet maker's son.
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His hands were meant [Bbm] for different work, [Ebm] but his heart was [Bbm] known and grown.
[C] _ [Db] He left his home and went his own, a solitary [C] _ [Db] way.
And [Ebm] he gave to me a [Bbm] gift I know [Ebm] I never [Ab] can [Db] repay. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ A quiet man of music, he denied his [Gb] sympathy.
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He _ [Ebm] _ tried to be [Bbm] a soldier once, [Ebm] but his music wouldn't [Gb] wait.
[Ab] _ _ [Db] _ He earned his love through discipline, [Eb] a [Db] thundering velvet hand.
_ [Ebm] His gentle means [Bbm] of sculpting souls [Ebm] took me [Ab] years to _ [Db] understand.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] The leader of [Bb] the [Fm] band is tired [Gb] and his eyes are [Db] growing old.
_ [Ebm] But his blood runs through [Bbm] my instrument and [Ebm] his song is in my soul.
_ [Gb] But life has been [Fm] a poor attempt [Gb] _ to imitate [Db] the man.
_ I [Ebm] am a [Bbm] living legacy to [Ebm] the [Ab] leader [Db] of the band. _ _ _ _
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_ _ A quiet man of [Ab] music, he denied his [Db] sympathy. _ _
He [Ebm] tried to [Bbm] be a soldier once, [Ebm] but his music wouldn't wait.
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[Ab] [Db] He earned his love through discipline, [Fm] a thundering velvet hand. _
[Ebm] His gentle [Bbm] means of sculpting souls took [Ebm] me years [Ab] to [Db] _ understand. _
_ _ _ _ [Gb] _ The leader of [Fm] the band is tired and [Gb] his eyes are growing [Db] old.
But [Ebm] his blood runs through [Bbm] my instrument [Ebm] and his song is in [Gb] my _ [Ab] [Ebm] soul.
But life has [Fm] been a poor attempt [Gb] to imitate [Db] the man.
_ [Ebm] I am just a [Bbm] living _ legacy [Ebm] to the [Db] leader of the band. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ Thank you for your music and your [Fm] stories of the road.
_ [Ebm] _ _ Thank you for the [Bbm] freedom [Ebm] when it came my time to go.
_ _ [Db] _ Thank you for your kindness _ and the [Fm] times when [Gb] you got [Bb] tough.
_ [Ebm] Papa, [Bbm] I don't think I said I love [Ab] you near [Db]
enough.
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The leader [F] of the band is [Gb] tired and his eyes are growing [Db] old.
But [Ebm] his blood runs through [Gb] my instrument [Ebm] and his song is in [Gb] my [Eb] soul.
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But life has [Bb] been a [Fm] poor attempt [Gb] _
to [Db] imitate the man.
_ [Ebm] I am a [Bbm] living _ legacy [Ebm] to the [Ab] leader [Db] of the band.
_ [Ebm] I am a [Bbm] living legacy [Ebm] to the _ leader _ [Abm] of [Db] the band. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Gb] _ You can whistle along if you want to.
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