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(riff 4x)
Gsus (riff)
And I know most of you either don't believe it's ture
Or else you don't know what to do, or maybe I'm singing about you who knows?
It's incredibly sick, you can feel it as across the land it flows
I have seen these things with my very own eyes
And defended my battered soul, it must be too tough to die
American propaganda, South African lies will not force me to take up arms
That's my enemy's pride
and I won't fight by his rules, that's foolishness besides
His ignorance is gonna do him in and nobody's gonna cry
Because his children, they are growing up and plainly tired of putting up
With bigots and their silver cups
They're fed up, they might throw up on you, alright
The important thing is to keep the bass note going while the other
placed on the second fret. Between these two tunings, one can play the
other Stills songs 4+20, Suite: Judy Blue Eyes, and We Are Not