Genesis Hall

	  		

Intro: Dm 

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My father he rides with your sheriffs 
      Bb                       C 
And I know he would never mean harm 
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But to see both sides of a quarrel 
       Bb                   Dm 
Is to judge without hate or alarm 

F   Gm  C 
Oh, oh, helpless and slow 
     F             Gm7         Dm 
And you don't have anywhere to go 

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You take away homes from the homeless 
    Bb                       C        
And leave them to die in the cold 
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The gypsy who begged for your presents 
        Bb                             Dm 
He will laugh in your face when you're old 



      Bb         C             Dm 
Well, one man he drinks up his whiskey 
 Bb                      C 
Another he drinks up his wine 
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And they'll drink till their eyes are red with hate 
    Bb                   Dm 
For those of a different kind 




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When the rivers run thicker than trouble 
        Bb                        C 
I'll be there at your side in the flood 
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It was all I could do to keep myself 
     Bb                Dm 
From taking revenge of blood 



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