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American Hearts

Aa Bondy
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
we  were raised  by wolves
and  we are  still wild
and  we howl  when  the troubled wind blows
and  in the  tv's blue light
(Oh)  assassins  will lie
if  we will  just going  down slow
so  don't  tread on me
for  i am  your brother
i  was born  with an  american heart
and  don't  tread on her
for  she is  your sister
she  was born  with  an american heart
 and all the people you meet
 down in the streets
 may be good but they don't wanna know
 so they cover their eyes
 for who wants to be sad
 life is sweet at the bottom of the sea
 (CHORUS)
 and the mothers will cry
 fathers stay up all night
 with the worry that goes to the bones
 and if your god makes war
 then he's no god i know
 cause christ would not send boys to die
 (CHORUS)
 don't you get low as hell
 when the peace dove is filled
 by a man with the blackest of minds
 and above the den
 let the sighing begin
 as we're bound for the longest of days
 (CHORUS)
 END

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Readable chord sheet for American Hearts by Aa Bondy

[C]we were [G]raised by wolves
[C]and we a[F]re still wild
[F]and we h[Am]owl when[G] the troubled wind blows
[C]and in t[G]he tv's blue light
[C](Oh) ass[F]assins will lie
[F]if we wi[Am]ll just [G]going down slow

[F]so don't[Am] tread on me
[G]for i am[C] your brother
[F]i was bo[Am]rn with [G]an american heart

[F]and don'[Am]t tread on her
[G]for she [C]is your sister
[F]she was [Am]born wit[G]h an american heart

and all the people you meet
down in the streets
may be good but they don't wanna know
so they cover their eyes
for who wants to be sad
life is sweet at the bottom of the sea

(CHORUS)

and the mothers will cry
fathers stay up all night
with the worry that goes to the bones
and if your god makes war
then he's no god i know
cause christ would not send boys to die

(CHORUS)

don't you get low as hell
when the peace dove is filled
by a man with the blackest of minds
and above the den
let the sighing begin
as we're bound for the longest of days

(CHORUS)

END

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