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Ignorance Privilege

John Gorka
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I  was born to ignorance yes and lesser poverties
 I was born to privelige  that I did  not see
 Lack of pigment in  my skin, won a free and easy in
 Didn't know  it but my way  was paved
 I grew up a catholic boy in a northeastern state
 A place when asked, "Where you from?"
 Some people tend to hesitate, reply a little bit late
 As if maybe you didn't rate
 I was born to ignorance and privilege
 My dad ran a printing press in a tag and label factory
 May have seen it as a child, now a distant memory
 Almost too faint to see, dark red brick factory
 Didn't know it but my way was paved
 We moved from a city street shortly after I arrived
 To a house on a gravel road where I learned to be alive
 Crawl, walk, run and ride, that's where I learned to come alive
 Didn't know it but my way was paved
 If the  wind is at your  back
And  you never turn  around
You  may never know  the  wind is there
You  may never hear the sound
 Got to grow and go to school, work at home and dream at night
 Even be a college fool, like I had any right
 Never went through a war, never Great Depression poor
 Didn't know it but my way was paved
 Nose to the  grindstone, shoulder  to the wheel
Back  against the wall, maybe  you know how it feels
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 If the wind is at your back
 And you never turn around
 You may never know the wind is there
 You may never hear the sound
 I was born to ignorance yes and lesser poverties
 I was born to privelige that I did not see
 Lack of pigment in my skin won a free and easy in
 Didn't know it but my way was paved
 'cause I  was born to ignorance  and privilege

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Readable chord sheet for Ignorance Privilege by John Gorka

[G]I was born to ignorance yes and lesser [C/G]poverties
I was born to [G]privelige that I [D]did not see
Lack of pigment [Em]in my skin, won a free and [Am]easy [C]in
Didn't [G]know it but my [D]way was [C/G]paved [G]

I grew up a catholic boy in a northeastern state
A place when asked, "Where you from?"
Some people tend to hesitate, reply a little bit late
As if maybe you didn't rate
I was born to ignorance and privilege

My dad ran a printing press in a tag and label factory
May have seen it as a child, now a distant memory
Almost too faint to see, dark red brick factory
Didn't know it but my way was paved

We moved from a city street shortly after I arrived
To a house on a gravel road where I learned to be alive
Crawl, walk, run and ride, that's where I learned to come alive
Didn't know it but my way was paved

If the[C/G] wind is at you[D/A]r back [G]
[C/G]And you never t[D/A]urn aro[G]und
[C/G]You may never k[D/A]now the[G] wind [F#]is [Em]there
[Am7]You may never hear the s[D/A]ound

Got to grow and go to school, work at home and dream at night
Even be a college fool, like I had any right
Never went through a war, never Great Depression poor
Didn't know it but my way was paved

Nose to [Am]the grindstone, shoulder[D/A] to the wheel
[Am]Back against the wall, [D/A]maybe you know how it feels

[solo over verse chords [G]  [C/G]  [G]  [D]  [Em]  [Am]  [C]  [G]  [D]  [C]/[G]  [G]]

If the wind is at your back
And you never turn around
You may never know the wind is there
You may never hear the sound

I was born to ignorance yes and lesser poverties
I was born to privelige that I did not see
Lack of pigment in my skin won a free and easy in
Didn't know it but my way was paved

'cause [Am]I was born to [D/A]ignorance and pr[C/G]ivileg[G]e

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