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It's time to remoralize. It'll be a lot easier to read the walls of text on a computer or TV screen. I hate capos almost as much as I hate the antichrist, so I tuned all the strings up three half steps. Lyrics and chords are below. Guitar: Taylor 814ce Audio recorder: Zoom H6 Vocals microphone: SM7B Guitar microphone: SM81 Cameras: GoPro 10, 3 x Go Pro 9 Lyrics and chords: (standard tuning, capo 3) Am I got the rifle on my back that my father used to own Am G Am And he carried it before me, 'cause a man defends his home Am C Am Yes he up and hunted deer and the larger game indeed Am G Am In addition to his sporting he would tell me of this creed: Am C Am “This gun is good for many things, I’ve learned to use it well Am E The Founding Fathers wrote your rights in stone Am C G Am One day should our noble country ever go to hell Am G Am Just remember, son, that tyrants are still made of flesh and bone Am E Am Just remember they are made of flesh and bone“ Am Now, this boy became a man, and this man became aware Am G Am Of the enemies that threatened all the rights that he held dear Am C Am You can call them what you want for they go by many names Am G Am It don’t matter what you call 'em, 'cause I’ll tell them all the same: Am C Am My gun is good for many things, I’ve learned to use it well Am E My Founding Fathers wrote my rights in stone Am C G Am I've seen the way you bastards shot my country all to hell Am G Am Just remember that you parasites are made of flesh and bone Am E Am Just remember that you’re made of flesh and bone Am There’s one hundred million patriots and three hundred million guns Am G Am I would like to see you cowards try and take 'em one by one Am C Am There’s that phrase that’s etched upon the hearts of men across the land Am G Am “You will only take our rights away from all our cold dead hands” Am C Am Our guns are good for many things, we’ve learned to use them well Am E Our Founding Fathers wrote our rights in stone Am C G Am We’ve seen our noble country take a nose dive into hell Am G Am We outnumber you, you parasites, so best leave us alone Am E Am Oh, you tyrants are still made of flesh and bone Am C Am Ooooh, our guns are good for many things we’ve learned to use them well Am E Our Founding Fathers wrote our rights in stone Am C G Am The only way to heaven is a rocky road through hell Am G Am I just wonder how you tremble as you’ve seen our numbers grow Am E Am Oh, remember you’re still made of flesh and bone source:
