Blues For The Horn chords and lyrics - K'NAAN

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
In a [Am]conservative form
I wanna ask you a few thing[Em]s
before I conform
To the popular belief about
where I was [Am]born
Are they [Em]still [Am]illin'
Still killin' [Em]poppin' the corn?
How's [Dm]the horn
[Em]How's the love wav
[Am]in' the ocean morn'?
How [Em]'bout the young
Do they still possess the poetry tongue?
And do they still greet sincere like
[Am]The depth of the lung"
how's the nomad
[Em]Did the herd graze well this year?
From the [Dm]news to what I know
The growin' [Am]gap ain't [Em]clear!
How's the earth
How 'bout the stars under
we conversed?
Do you still await on change
[Am]Like a new moon's birth?
Does it still flood ancient
Wis[Em]dom parallel with blood?
Do you still see [Dm]the pain of vision [Am]holy
Only scriptkeeper? Or did you [Em]fight off the
[Am]Plight of [Em]the colonized mind?
What of the rainy season
Do the kids [Am]still bury seeds?
And get taken with [Em]uncertainty like
Me scared of leavin? ' how
[Dm]are the poets
The women and [Am]the orphans torn?
I miss 'em all [Dm]like, old op
[Em]portunities gone
What of the elders
Story teller[Am]s in abandoned homes
Miss 'em all like, childhood
[Em]Reminisce with songs
Dis[Dm]putes, do they still settle
[Am]'em by bloodying shoes? Fist rules
Rather finger [Em]equipped with sick tools
What of the wind
I recall it [Am]was serenity's end
When the breeze [Em]would come and
The trees would bend
And [Dm]the people would say "look
What [Am]it leads with [Em]sin"
And the air was violent and
Our care was silent and the
only law we bore
[Am]Was of pair of [Em]tyrants man you know
This is why I'm down in deep indigo
And I sleep really poor
On the [Am]circumstance floor
Anyway, how's [Em]stress
Does it still rule your chest?
Do the camps still rape
[Am]Girls with no breasts? [Em]Our moms
Are they still screaming "put
Away the arms"?
An[Dm]d against the dispossession of
Their [Am]family- owned farms
How are the many rivers and
[Em]The lakes and the seas?
Are they still angry with us
For [Am]our poisonous deeds?
And the [Em]lakes and the seas
[Dm]For our pois[Em]onous deeds
[Am]This is my

[Verse 2]
[Em]blues for the horn,
for [Am]the [Em]horn[Dm][Am]
This is my [Em]blues for the horn, for the [Am]horn
This is my [Em]blues for [Dm]the horn,
for the [Am]horn[Em]

[Verse 3]
[Am]So w[Em]ho's [Dm]dead[Am]
and who's alive
Did the rates multiply?
[Em]Did the poor fight the drought
With their minimum supply?
Did [Am]the warlords abort the wars
And for supporting [Em]the peace, they force
To promote [Dm]disease and
Easening 'creased divorce?
[Am]What of police and court[Em]s
Are they still even in force?
Leaking pores and cheatedly to
The bleeding [Am]corpse
What of the kind an[Em]d good,
can they still
Laugh intensely
Like the, mind and [Dm]word or is [Am]it
Inno[Em]cense lost as I understood
And what of the playwrights
Reflection in the scapes
of great sights
[Am]Revolution from power's
the writings
Of brave fights
Despite the [Em]luxury that [Dm]you hear
(d) we live by i [Am]head
with refuges and
Niggers ain't share right, [Em]and
Don't you play soccer by
the ocean front?
In Amer[Am]ica
I shovel the snow while I'm
[Dm]smoking blunts
You mean to [Em]tell me that you
Out there still totin' [Dm]gun s?
Bloating [Am]sons of the hardened
Hardly copin' moms
Dam[Em]n you and circumstance too
I can't stand you you make
[Am]a mockery of our
Struggle like hollywood plans do
And [Em]I swear to god I wish you hell
[Dm]Burn and bake too and I
[Am]curse the Europeans
Who instigated you worse
And [Em]I curse the Russians who
Impregnated the kalashnikov birth
[Am]And hurts you never wake
and see the destiny
[Em]It's like the conflict of self
Submerged [Dm]in satanic hate
Remember [Am]eatin' food
Walking back in hot sun from school
Bare [Em]feet, the hot sand
Massaging our feet is
Cause [Am]now my mother slips on the
Ice and her back is weak
And [Em]I feel like a failure
A [Dm]mute in the age of speech
Look [Am]at me, yo! look at me
Look dead in the eyes don't [Em]flinch
You are an accomplice
to great white lies
I can[Am]'t even begin to express
How [Em]breakdown and stressed
I gotta live to tell
Give [Dm]me a bullet- proof vest
[Am][Em]

[Verse 4]
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This is my [Em]blues for the horn, for [Am]the horn
This is my [Em]blues for the horn, for the [Am]horn
This is my [Em]blues [Am]for t[Em]he horn, f[Am]or[Em][Am]
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[Em]the horn

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