Who'll Pay Reparations On My Soul ? Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Am][F][Am][F][E]
[Am][F][Am][F]
[E][Am]

[Verse 1]
Many sugges[F]tions[Am]
And documents [F]written.[Am]
Many direc[F]tions[Am]
For the end that was [F]given.
They gave [Em]us
Pieces of [D]silver [C]and pieces of gol[D]d.
Tell me,
[Am]Who'll pay repara[F]tions on

[Interlude 1]
my soul?
[Am][F][E][Am]

[Verse 2]
Many fine [F]speeches [Am](oh yeah)
From the White House [F]desk
[Am](uh huh)
Written on the cue [F]cards
[Am]That were never real[F]ly there, yes,
But [Em]the heat and the sum
[D]mer were there
And [C]the freezing winter's [D]cold. Now
Tell me,
[Am]Who'll pay repara[F]tions
on my [Am]soul?
[F][E]

[Verse 3]
[Dm]
Call my brother a junkie 'cause he ain't
got no [Am]job (no job, [Dm]no job).
Told my old man to leave me when
times got [Am]hard (so hard).[Dm]
Told my mother she got to carry
me [Am]all by [F]herself.
And now that I want to be
[E]a man [Em](be a man)
Who [E]can de[D]pend on no one else
[C](oh[Am] yeah).
What about the [F]red [Am]man
Who met you at [F]the [Am]coast?
You never [F]dig shar[Am]ing;
Always had to have the [F]most.[Em]
And what about [E]Mis[D]sissippi,
[C]The boundary of old[D]?
Tell me,
[Am]Who'll pay repara[F]tions on my soul?

[Interlude 2]
[Am][F][E][Am][F]
[Dm][Am][F][Am][E][Am][Am]
[Am]
[Dm]
[F][E][Dm]

[Verse 4]
Call my brother a [Dm]junkie 'cause
he ain't got no [Am]job[Dm]
Told my old man to leave me when
times got [Am]hard (so hard).[Dm]
Told my mother she got to carry
me [Am]all by [F]herself.
Wan[Em]na be a man t[E]hat can de[Dm]pend on no
one [C]else [Am](oh yeah).
What about the [F]red [Am]man,
Who met you at [F]the [Am]coast?
You never dig [F]sharing,
[Am]Al ways had to h[F]ave the mo[Em]st.
And what [E]about Mis[D]sissippi,[C]
The boundaries of [D]old?
Tell me,
[Am]Who'll pay repara[F]tions on my
[Am]soul?

[Interlude 3]
[F][Am][F][E][Am]

[Verse 5]
Many fine [F]speeches [Am](oh yeah)
From the White House [F]desk
[Am](uh huh)
Written on the cue [F]cards
[Am]That were never real[F]ly there. Yes,
But [Em]the heat and[Am] the
sum[D]mer were there
And [C]the freezing winter's [D]cold.
Tell me,
[Am]Who'll pay repara[F]tions
on my [Am]soul?[F]
[Am]Who'll pay repara[F]tions,
'Cause I [Am]don't dig segreg[F]ation, but I
[Am]Can 't get integra[F]tion
I got to [Am]take it to the United Na[F]tions,
Someone to [Am]help me away
from this na[F]tion.
Tell me,
Who'll [Am]pay reparat[F]ions on my soul?