Hợp âm The Mistress Witch from McClure (Or, The Mind That Knows Itself)

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
And the [D]winter
moves [G]about [D]Illinois[Bm]
When my sister picks [G]a fight[A]
with the Alexan[D]der boy
And my father locks [G]the car
[D]by [Bm]the store
Still we figure out [G]the [A]keys
and follow him once [G]more

[Verse 2]
[G]Oh my [D]God, we see it on the [A]floor
The woman on the [E]bed
the ankle brace she [Em]wore[G]
Stones and [D]sled it could have
been some [A]other
The mind that knows it[E]self has
a mind to [Em]serve the [G]other
And we run [D]back scratching at [A]the door,
scratching [D]at the door

[Interlude 1]
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[Verse 3]
If I'm [D]hiding in the sleeves
[G]of my coa[Bm]t
When my [G]father [Bm]run s undressed,
[A]he's pointing at my thr[D]oat
And my brother has a [G]fit
in the [Bm]snow
And the traffic stops for [A]miles,
we take him by the el[G]bow

[Verse 4]
[G]Oh my God,
[D]the shuffling at the flo[A]or
(Oh my God)
A mind that knows it[E]self is a mind
that [A]knows [E]much more
[G](No one came to our side)
So we run back,
[D]scrambling for cover[A]
(To carry us away from danger)
A mind that knows [E]itself has a
mind to kill the other
(Oh my God, [G]no one came to our side)

[Verse 5]
Oh my [D]God,
he left us now for [A]dead
(Oh my God)
He left us now for [D]dead

[Outro 1]
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