Boycott Me!
Erik PetersenVersion1
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Chords in this song
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Boycott Me!
Intro
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listen to the fife and snare,
marching through the square
Stencil flags of insurrection,
dancin' through the air
Read the rants of a Thomas Paine
of modern day
I have felt a spirit,
that has not yet gone away
Boycott me and boycott this
and mute your children's mouths
When they sing along
to this very song
Spread word all around
Hey, FOP, boycott me
for I am standing up
I'd rather taste a rebel's glory
than drink blood from your cup'
I'd rather taste a rebel's glory
than drink blood from your cup
Read the rants of those in jail
and those who rode the rails
Then lay down on the roads we paved
eat the crumbs we used for trails
And discredit all the rogues,
liberty's cracked within the bells
The demon's in your heavens
and the angels in your hells
Boycott me and boycott this
and mute your children's mouths
When they sing along
to this very song
Spread word all around
Hey, FOP, boycott me
for I am standing up
I'd rather taste a rebel's glory
than drink blood from your cup'
I'd rather taste a rebel's glory
than drink blood from your cup
The scorned few of today
are the heroes of tomorrow
They'll be a holiday,
times of regret and sorrow
and when they're pressed on stamps
we'll hope they're not forgotten
So let's go down in history,
blacklisted and boycotten
Boycott me and boycott this
and mute your children's mouths
When they sing along
to this very song
Spread word all around
Hey, FOP, boycott me
for I am standing up
I'd rather taste a rebel's glory
than drink blood from your cup'
I'd rather taste a rebel's glory
than drink blood from your cup
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Readable chord sheet for Boycott Me! by Erik Petersen
Boycott Me!
Intro
e|--------------------------------------9----------------9-12-9---------------------|
B|--------------9-12-121212-9-10-101010---12-121212-9-10--------12-12-9--------9----|
G|--------9-999---------------------------------------------------------9-1111---11-|
D|---9-9~---------------------------------------------------------------------------| (2x)
A|---7-7~---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-7--------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
[E]
li[E]sten to the fife and snare,
marching through the square
St[C#m]encil flags of insurrection,
da[B]ncin' through the air
R[E]ead the rants of a Thomas Paine
[A]of modern d[E]ay
[A]I have felt a spi[E]rit,
that has n[B]ot yet gone a[E]way
Boy[E]cott me and boycott this
and m[B]ute your children's mo[E]uths
W[A]hen they sing along
to this very s[E]ong
Sp[A]read word all aro[B]und
Hey, F[A]OP, boy[E]cott me
f[B]or I am standing[C#m] up
I'd ra[A]ther taste a re[E]bel's glory
than d[B]rink blood from y[E]our cup'
I'd ra[A]ther taste a re[E]bel's glory
than dr[B]ink blood from your cup
[E] [A] [E] [A] [E] [B] [E]
R[E]ead the rants of those in jail
and those who rode the rails
Then [C#m]lay down on the roads we paved
eat the cr[B]umbs we used for trails
And disc[E]redit all the rogues,
liberty's cracked wi[A]thin the be[E]lls
The dem[A]on's in your hea[E]vens
and the an[B]gels in your he[E]lls
Boy[E]cott me and boycott this
and m[B]ute your children's mo[E]uths
W[A]hen they sing along
to this very so[E]ng
Sp[A]read word all aro[B]und
Hey, F[A]OP, boy[E]cott me
f[B]or I am standing[C#m] up
I'd ra[A]ther taste a re[E]bel's glory
than dr[B]ink blood from y[E]our cup'
I'd ra[A]ther taste a re[E]bel's glory
than dr[B]ink blood from your cup
[C#m] [E]
[A] [E] [B] [C#m] [B] [E]
T[E]he scorned few of today
are the heroes of tomorrow
They'll [C#m]be a holiday,
times o[B]f regret and sorrow
and wh[E]en they're pressed on stamps
we'll h[A]ope they're not forg[E]otten
So le[A]t's go down in his[E]tory,
blac[B]klisted and boyc[E]otten
Boy[E]cott me and boycott this
and m[B]ute your children's mo[E]uths
W[A]hen they sing along
to this very s[E]ong
Sp[A]read word all ar[B]ound
Hey, F[A]OP, boy[E]cott me
f[B]or I am standing[C#m] up
I'd rat[A]her taste a re[E]bel's glory
than d[B]rink blood from y[E]our cup'
I'd ra[A]ther taste a re[E]bel's glory
than dr[B]ink blood from your cup
[E] [A] [E] [A] [E] [B] [E]