WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Medicine For The People - So Thankful Chords | Ver. 1
Tuning: Standard
For my lolo, my lola
My mammas, my pappas
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Pappa didn’t DIE in VAIN
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His son carries on his name.
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His face, his fire, his flame.
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The way he talked. The way he sang.
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Mamma still feels the pain.
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She will not live in shame.
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Of how her babies came.
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And who the hell to blame now.
She says
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“oo so thankful, oo so thankful.”
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“oo so thankful, oo so thankful.”
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Grandma used to cut herself raw.
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Not the hardest thing little mama’s eyes saw.
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Said, drunk INDIANS fighting cops.
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Trafficking little girls around the block.
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I said “When the rape gonna stop?”
She said
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“Not anytime soon baby that’s real talk.”
Said
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“oo so thankful, oo so thankful.”
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“oo so thankful, oo so thankful.”
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Mamma never said it’s okay
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For this old man to touch her this way.
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Grandma, well, she got paid
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And that’s one thing I’m not proud to say,
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I never thought I’d give thanks for RAPE,
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But that’s how I got here today.
Said
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“oo so thankful, oo so thankful.”
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“oo so thankful, oo so thankful.”
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Got to give, got to give
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Got to give my momma little kiss yeah
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Got to give, got to give
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Got to give my momma little kiss yeah,
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Got to give, got to give
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Got to give my momma little kiss yeah
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Got to give, got to give,
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Got to give my momma little kiss, muah
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Pappa got SHOT in the HEAD
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HE got what was comin’ to him
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Now he’s dead.
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Child molester 36 years old.
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Left four kids and a wife in the cold
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Great grandfather got shot in the back
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Protecting Filipinos from the corporate attack
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And great grandmother SHOT HERSELF in the MOUNT
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She was ready to go and I can hear her shout
She says
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“oo so thankful, oo so thankful.”
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“oo so thankful, oo so thankful.”
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Got to give, got to give
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Got to give my poppa little kiss yeah
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Got to give, got to give
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Got to give my poppa little kiss yeah,
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Got to give, got to give
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Got to give my poppa little kiss yeah
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Got to give, got to give,
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Got to give my poppa little kiss, muah
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The pappa that raised me died of cancer
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I was holding his hand as his spirit surrendered
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Put a roof over my head, food in my belly
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He was a KING and a father to many
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The mother that raised me is truly a QUEEN
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Taught me how to love god
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And follow my dreams
Said
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“oo so grateful, oo so grateful.”
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“oo so grateful, oo so grateful.”
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Coyote came and spoke to me he said,
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“get used to your destiny”
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Coyote came and spoke to me he said,
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“get used to your destiny”
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Every moment is a mystery to me
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Getting pretty good at listening
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Every moment is a mystery to me
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Getting pretty good at honoring
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Every moment is a mystery to me
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Getting pretty good at listening
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Every moment is a mystery to me
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Getting pretty good at honoring
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Getting pretty good at listening
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Getting pretty good at honoring
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Got to give, got to give
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Got to give my momma little kiss yeah
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Got to give, got to give
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Got to give my poppa little kiss yeah,
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Got to give, got to give
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Got to give my momma little kiss yeah
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Got to give, got to give,
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Got to give my momma little kiss, muah
