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!
Daily reminder that alex mcnabb is not a real Southerner.
Why? Why not
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