Tom Paine's Bones

As [D]I dreamed out one [A]evening by a [Bm]river of discon[G]tent
 I [D]Bumped straight in to [F#m]Old Tom Paine as [A]running down the road he [G]went
 He said, "[D]I can't stop right [A]now child, King [Bm]George is after [G]me
 He'd [D]have a rope a[F#m]round my throat and [A]hang me from a libert[G]y tree"
 I will [D]dance to Tom Paine's [A]bones, [Bm]dance to Tom Paine's b[G]ones
 [D]Dance in the oldest [F#m]boots I own to the [A]rhythm of Tom Paine's [G]bones.
 I will [D]dance to Tom Paine's [A]bones, [Bm]dance to Tom paine's b[G]ones
 [D]Dance in the oldest [F#m]boots I own to the [A]rhythm of Tom Paine's [D]bones

 well,I only talked about freedom And justice for everyone
 But since the very first word I spoke
 I've been looking down the barrel of a gun
 And they say I preached revolution, Let me say in my defence
 That all I did wherever I went was to talk a lot of common sense.

 Chorus

 well,Old Tom Paine, he ran so fast he left me standing still
 And there I was, a piece of paper in my hand,
 standing at the top of the hill
 And it said, "This is the Age of Reason, these are the Rights of Man,
 Kick off religion and monarchy" it was written in Tom Paine's plan.

 Chorus

 Old Tom Paine, there he lies nobody laughs and nobody cries
 Where he's gone or how he fares nobody knows...and nobody cares..but..