Capo on 3rd
Intro:
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[(G)]The speculators made their money
On the blood you [Dm]shed
Your [F]Mama's pulled the[C] sheets up off y[G]our bed
The profiteers on Jane Street
Sold your shoes and [Dm]clothes
[F]Ain't nobody ta[C]lking 'cause everybody[G] knows
We [F]pulled your cycl[C]e out of the garage
And [F]polished u[C]p the c[G]hrome
Our [C]Gypsy bike[F]r's c[C]omin' [G]home
[(G)]Sister Mary sits with your colors
Brother John is drunk and [Dm]gone
This [F]whole town's been[C] rousted
Which side are you [G]on
The favored march up over the hill
In some fools [Dm]parade
Shoutin' [F]victory for the [C]righteous
But there [F]ain't much h[C]ere but [G]graves
[F]Ain't nobody ta[C]lkin'
We're just [F]waitin' o[C]n th[G]e phone
Our [C]Gypsy biker[F]'s [C]comin[G]' home
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We [Am]rode her into the [F]foothills
Bobby [C]brought the gas[F]oline
[Am]We stood 'round her in a circle
As she lit up the [C]ravine
The [Am]spring high [F]desert wind
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Rushed down on us all the way back home
[(G)]To the dead it don't matter much
'Bout who's wrong or [Dm]right
You [F]asked me that q[C]uestion I didn't get it [G]right
You slipped into your darkness
Now all that re[Dm]mains
[F]Is my love for you b[C]rother
Lying [F]still a[C]nd un[G]changed
[F]To them that thre[C]w you away
[F]You ain't n[C]othin' but [G]gone
Our [C]Gypsy biker'[F]s c[C]omin[G]' home
Now [F]I'm out countin' [C]white lines
Countin' [F]white lines and g[C]etting [G]stoned
Our [C]Gypsy biker'[F]s c[C]omin'[G] home
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Intro:
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[(G)]The speculators made their money
On the blood you [Dm]shed
Your [F]Mama's pulled the[C] sheets up off y[G]our bed
The profiteers on Jane Street
Sold your shoes and [Dm]clothes
[F]Ain't nobody ta[C]lking 'cause everybody[G] knows
We [F]pulled your cycl[C]e out of the garage
And [F]polished u[C]p the c[G]hrome
Our [C]Gypsy bike[F]r's c[C]omin' [G]home
[(G)]Sister Mary sits with your colors
Brother John is drunk and [Dm]gone
This [F]whole town's been[C] rousted
Which side are you [G]on
The favored march up over the hill
In some fools [Dm]parade
Shoutin' [F]victory for the [C]righteous
But there [F]ain't much h[C]ere but [G]graves
[F]Ain't nobody ta[C]lkin'
We're just [F]waitin' o[C]n th[G]e phone
Our [C]Gypsy biker[F]'s [C]comin[G]' home
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We [Am]rode her into the [F]foothills
Bobby [C]brought the gas[F]oline
[Am]We stood 'round her in a circle
As she lit up the [C]ravine
The [Am]spring high [F]desert wind
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Rushed down on us all the way back home
[(G)]To the dead it don't matter much
'Bout who's wrong or [Dm]right
You [F]asked me that q[C]uestion I didn't get it [G]right
You slipped into your darkness
Now all that re[Dm]mains
[F]Is my love for you b[C]rother
Lying [F]still a[C]nd un[G]changed
[F]To them that thre[C]w you away
[F]You ain't n[C]othin' but [G]gone
Our [C]Gypsy biker'[F]s c[C]omin[G]' home
Now [F]I'm out countin' [C]white lines
Countin' [F]white lines and g[C]etting [G]stoned
Our [C]Gypsy biker'[F]s c[C]omin'[G] home
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