An alternative, longer version of the previous song, “So You Can Fly Right Over”, featuring lyrics submitted by Amerikaners and chords graciously granted by Vocalist and Guitarist, Eurodingo.
Am G Am
[INTRO]
C
So they can fly right over;
Am G Am
To perish on the coast;
C
This land ain’t theirs for rulin’;
Am
and we sure ain’t their host!
C
It’s time to drive them off us;
Am
It’s time you lent a hand;
C
So rise now and be counted;
G Am
Amerikaner man!
[VERSE 1]
C
From the towns of the old country;
Am G Am
To the perilous frontier;
C
Our ancestors made their claim;
Am
Defyin’ death and fear!
C
We braved the savage redskin;
Am
The famines and the frost;
C
We’ve bled and died here too long;
G Am
Just for to see it lost!
[VERSE 2]
C
The struggle here was endless;
Am G Am
Under both sun and stars;
C
But struggle on we must cause;
Am
We know this land is ours!
C
Ozarks to the northern border;
Am
Great lakes to the mountains west;
C
The heartland of this nation;
G Am
Beats on in every chest!
[VERSE 3]
C
Our fields feed the empire;
Am G Am
Our timber builds their towns;
C
Our iron makes them wealthy;
Am
While we still till the ground!
C
Yet they look down upon us;
Am
Our way of life condemn;
C
But they would starve without us;
G Am
We have no need of them!
[VERSE 4]
C
Strange folk now come from far off;
Am G Am
In gold and lies are crowned;
C
Their soft hands are cruel masters;
Am
When ordering us around!
C
Their promises are poison;
Am
To pry us from our land;
C
They’ll tear us from our children;
G Am
Unless we take a stand!
[VERSE 5]
C
No one’s coming to save us;
Am G Am
They won’t leave you alone;
C
By migration and lawfare;
Am
They’ll drive you from your home!
C
They do this cause they hate us;
Am
Our history, our Race;
C
White man’s not fit for slavery;
G Am
We are to be replaced!
[VERSE 6]
C
As we have other ideas;
Am G Am
The fighting days will come;
C
Once more we’ll take to rifle;
Am
And boots to marching drum!
C
Raise right your sons and daughters;
Am
And gather up your friends;
C
If we’re to win what’s coming;
G Am
We must have every man!
[OUTRO]
C
So they can fly right over;
Am G Am
To perish on the coast;
C
This land ain’t theirs for rulin’;
Am
And we sure ain’t their host!
C
It’s time to drive them off us;
Am
It’s time you lent a hand;
C
So rise now and be counted;
G Am
Amerikaner man!
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