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Granger Smith

We Bleed Maroon

Granger Smith

Written by Granger Smith
Ukulele chords Easy level Easy
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Capotraste 2ª Casa 



verse 1: 
          D                    Bm 
There's a place in my heart, a spirit ne'er told 
         A                            G 
A little town on the Brazos, A little ring made of gold 
  D                Bm             A                    G 
I carry it with me wherever I go, just to remember the times 

   D                              Bm 
We learned some from books, and a whole lot from livin' 
    A                          G 
And we etched our names in the wood at The Chicken 
  D                       Bm 
I still hear the sound of spurs on the concrete 
    A                          G                      A 
And that ol' train whistle blowing through the trees 


         G        D          A            D 
So put a penny on Sully, and wish me some luck 
    G             D               A 
And yell "Farmers Fight" when our boys are backed up 
           G                D         A            Bm 
Throw your arms 'round each other and sing "Hullabaloo" 
       G              D       A          D  
'Cause that's what we do when we bleed maroon 


verse 2: 
D                        Bm 
Midnight at Duncan, they still light the torches. 
    A                           G 
And Reveille still barks at the Cav on their horses 
     D                  Bm 
I've seen 80,000 to the power of 12 
           A                            G           
It doesn't matter who comes to town, we still give 'em hell 

          D                       Bm 
And I was there at the stack on November 18 
     A                          G 
With logs on the ground, I fell down on my knees 
       D                    Bm  
But we would not forget the 12 that we lost 
   A                           G                 A 
So we carved their names right there in the rock 

Chorus 

verse 3: 
    D                         Bm 
And there late at night, If I listen real close 
    A                                 G 
The spirit still whispers through the crooked live oaks 
    D                     Bm 
And I hear my father, and his dad before 
    A                                G                   A 
And all those brave Aggies who never came back from war 

Chorus 

Bridge: 
     G               D           A              Bm 
Say "here" for me at Muster when my time comes, too 
       G              D       A        D 
'Cause that's what we do when we bleed Maroon 
      G              D       A        D 
Yeah, that's what we do when we bleed Maroon 

Chorus
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