The Boss's first single from Wrecking Ball.
The song is mostly just chords but there is a riff that runs through -
[F] [A#]
INTRO (Drum solo then this little background guitar)
VERSE 1
F A# (RIFF)
I've been knockin' on the door that holds the throne
I've been looking for the map that leads me home
[C]I've been stumblin on g[A#]ood hearts turned to stone
The road of good intentions has gone dry as a bone
[F]We take care of our [A#]own
we take care of our own
wherever this flags flown
We take care of our own
VERSE 2 (Same chords)
From Chicago to New Orleans, from the muscle to the bone
From the shotgun shack to the superdome
Aint no help, the cavalry's stayed home
There aint noone hearing the bugle blown
We take care of our own
we take care of our own
wherever this flags flown
We take care of our own
[C] [A#] [C] [A#] [F] [A#] [F] [A#]
VERSE 3
[F]Where the eyes - the e[A#]yes with the will to see
Where the hearts that run over with mercy
Where's the love that has not forsaken me?
Where's the work that'll set my hands, my soul free?
Where's the spirit that'll reign, reign over me?
Where's the promise from sea to shining sea?
Where's the promise from see to shining sea?
[C]Wherever this [A#]flag is flown
Wherever this flag is flown
Wherever this flag is flown
[F]We take care of our [A#]own
We take care of our own
Wherever this flag is flown
We Take Care Of Our Own.
The song is mostly just chords but there is a riff that runs through -
[F] [A#]
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INTRO (Drum solo then this little background guitar)
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VERSE 1
F A# (RIFF)
I've been knockin' on the door that holds the throne
I've been looking for the map that leads me home
[C]I've been stumblin on g[A#]ood hearts turned to stone
The road of good intentions has gone dry as a bone
[F]We take care of our [A#]own
we take care of our own
wherever this flags flown
We take care of our own
VERSE 2 (Same chords)
From Chicago to New Orleans, from the muscle to the bone
From the shotgun shack to the superdome
Aint no help, the cavalry's stayed home
There aint noone hearing the bugle blown
We take care of our own
we take care of our own
wherever this flags flown
We take care of our own
[C] [A#] [C] [A#] [F] [A#] [F] [A#]
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VERSE 3
[F]Where the eyes - the e[A#]yes with the will to see
Where the hearts that run over with mercy
Where's the love that has not forsaken me?
Where's the work that'll set my hands, my soul free?
Where's the spirit that'll reign, reign over me?
Where's the promise from sea to shining sea?
Where's the promise from see to shining sea?
[C]Wherever this [A#]flag is flown
Wherever this flag is flown
Wherever this flag is flown
[F]We take care of our [A#]own
We take care of our own
Wherever this flag is flown
We Take Care Of Our Own.