Chords for Ziggy Marley- Still the storm

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the world so loud.
[A] Who's going to [Am] hear when I cry in the spark of war.
_ _ _ _ [A] _ One life got stolen.
_ _ Society built on slavery.
For me it was [Am] not so long ago You may forget, but I still know
Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa
[A] Still the storms [Am] come from the coast of West Africa
Anger and rage, thunder and lightning [A] Spirits [Am] unrest, here they're looking for justice
Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa
[A] Still the storms [Am] come from the coast of West Africa
A blood of tears rise, but stories untold Are dead to be paid, hey don't you know _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ Their heroes are my enemies For one man's profit is another man's loss
And I see their faces in stone and steel I so proud, oh I wish they could feel
For I am come with the chain and ball To shatter your images and break down these
walls So this day may be bright
Free from the shadows [C] of giants in the [Am] light
God of my mind Still the storms come from the coast of West
Africa [A] Still the storms [Am] come from the coast of West
Africa Through the Caribbean, through the orange
roads [A] And into the [Am] bayou where the slaves were
sold Still the storms come from the coast of West
Africa [A] Still the storms [Am] come from the coast of West
Africa A blood of tears rise, but stories untold
Are dead to be paid, hey don't you know _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Eternity is not enough for me to forget And my children's children you will regret
For I warn you of a time when empires fall And the lowly will be lifted, they rule them
all _ Vengeance is no glory, hate is no pain
Truth is my God and peace is my way So I will endure through these hard times
While I am neglected and pained of mine _ Still the storms come, still the storms come _ _
Still the storms come, still the storms come
Anger and rage, thunder and lightning Spirits unrest, say they're looking for justice
Through the Caribbean, through the orange roads
Then up to the bayou where the slaves were sold
A blood of tears rise, but stories untold Are dead to be paid, hey don't you know _ _ _ _
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