Tono: G
Introducción: G D C G D
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To the man that waited on me at the Starbucks down on Main, I hope you understand
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When I put on that t-shirt, the only thing I meant to say is I'm a Skynyrd fan
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The red flag on my chest somehow is like the elephant in the corner of the south
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And I just walked him right in the room
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Just a proud rebel son with an 'ol can of worms
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Lookin' like I got a lot to learn, but from my point of view
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I'm just a white man comin' to you from the southland
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Tryin' to understand what it's like not to be
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I'm proud of where I'm from but not everything we've done
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And it ain't like you and me can re-write history
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Our generation didn't start this nation
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We're still pickin' up the pieces, walkin' on eggshells, fightin' over yesterday
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And caught between southern pride and the southern blame
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They called it Reconstruction, fixed the buildings, dried some tears
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We're still siftin' through the rubble after a hundred-fifty years
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I try to put myself in your shoes and that's a good place to begin
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But it ain't like I can walk a mile in someone else's skin
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'Cause I'm a white man livin' in the southland
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Just like you I'm more than what you see
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I'm proud of where I'm from but not everything we've done
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And it ain't like you and me can re-write history
Em D
Our generation didn't start this nation
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And we're still paying for mistakes
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That a bunch of folks made long before we came
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And caught somewhere between southern pride and southern blame
(verse-rap)
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Now my chains are gold but I'm still misunderstood
I wasn't there when Sherman's March turned the south into firewood
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I want you to get paid but be a slave I never could
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Feel like a new fangled Django, dodgin' invisible white hoods
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So when I see that white cowboy hat, I'm thinkin' it's not all good
I guess we're both guilty of judgin' the cover not the book
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I'd love to buy you a beer, conversate and clear the air
But I see that red flag and I think you wish I wasn't here
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I'm just a white man, Comin' to you from the southland
(If you don't judge my do-rag)
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Tryin' to understand what it's like not to be
(I won't judge your red flag) (yeah)
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I'm proud of where I'm from
(If you don't judge my gold chains)
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But not everything we've done
(I'll forget the iron chains)
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it ain't like you and me can re-write history
(Can't re-write history baby)
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Oh, Dixieland
(The relationship between the Mason-Dixon needs some fixin')
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I hope you understand, what this is all about
(Quite frankly I'm a black Yankee but I've been thinkin' about this lately)
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I'm a son of the new south
(The past is the past, you feel me)
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And I just want to make things right
(Let bygones be bygones)
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Where all that's left is southern pride
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(RIP Robert E. Lee but I've gotta thank Abraham Lincoln for freeing me, know what I mean)
(It's real, it's real It's truth)