Gimme Hope Jo'anna
Eddy GrantVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
Well Jo'anna she runs a country
She runs in Durban and the Transvaal
She makes a few of her people happy, oh
She don't care about the rest at all
She's got a system they call apartheid
It keeps a brother in a subjection
But maybe pressure will make Jo'anna see
How everybody could a live as one
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Gimme hope, Jo'anna; Hope, Jo'anna
Gimme hope, Jo'anna; 'Fore the morning come
Gimme hope, Jo'anna; Hope, Jo'anna
Hope before the morning come
I hear she makes all the golden money
To buy new weapons, any shape of guns
While every mother in a black Soweto fears
The killing of another son
Sneakin' across all the neighbours' borders
Now and again having little fun
She doesn't care if the fun and games she play
Is dang'rous to ev'ryone
repeat intro]
She's got supporters in high up places
Who turn their heads to the city sun
Jo'anna give them the fancy money
Oh to tempt anyone who'd come
She even knows how to swing opinion
In every magazine and the journals
For every bad move that this Jo'anna make -
They got a good explana-tion
Even the preacher who works for Jesus
The Archbishop who's a peaceful man
Together say that the freedom fighters
Will overcome the very strong
I wanna know if you're blind Jo'anna
If you wanna hear the sound of drums
Can't you see that the tide is turning -
Oh don't make me wait till the morning come
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Readable chord sheet for Gimme Hope Jo'anna by Eddy Grant
[A] [D] [A] [E] [A] [D] [A] [E] [A] Well Jo'[A]anna she runs a [D]country She runs in [A]Durban and the [E]Transvaal She makes a [A]few of her people [D]happy, oh She don't [A]care about the [E]rest at [A]all She's got a [A]system they call [D]apartheid It keeps a [A]brother in a subjec[E]tion But maybe [A]pressure will make Jo[D]'anna see How [A]everybody could a [E]live as [A]one ] Gimme [A]hope, Jo'anna;[D] Hope, Jo'anna Gimme [A]hope, Jo'anna; 'Fore the [E]morning come Gimme [A]hope, Jo'anna;[D] Hope, Jo'anna [A]Hope before the [E]morning [A]come I hear she [A]makes all the golden [D]money To buy new [A]weapons, any shape of [E]guns While every [A]mother in a black So[D]weto fears The [A]killing of a[E]nother [A]son Sneakin' a[A]cross all the neighbours' [D]borders Now and a[A]gain having little [E]fun She doesn't [A]care if the fun and [D]games she play Is dang'[A]rous to [E]ev'ry[A]one repeat intro] She's got sup[A]porters in high up [D]places Who turn their [A]heads to the city [E]sun Jo'anna [A]give them the fancy [D]money Oh to [A]tempt any[E]one who'd [A]come She even [A]knows how to swing o[D]pinion In every [A]magazine and the jour[E]nals For every [A]bad move that this Jo'[D]anna make - They got a [A]good expla[E]na-t[A]ion Even the [A]preacher who works for [D]Jesus The Arch[A]bishop who's a peaceful [E]man Together [A]say that the freedom [D]fighters Will [A]overcome the [E]very [A]strong I wanna [A]know if you're blind Jo'[D]anna If you [A]wanna hear the sound of [E]drums Can't you [A]see that the tide is [D]turning - Oh don't make me [A]wait till the [E]morning [A]come