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Peace Frog ukulele

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            Gm                        C          Bb 
    There's blood in the streets it's up to my ankles, 
    Gm                        C           Bb
    Blood in the streets it's up to my knee; 
    Gm                        C             Bb
    Blood in the streets, the town of Chicago. 
    Gm                       C        Bb
    Blood on the rise, it's following me. 

    Gm        C        Bb

    Gm                       C  Bb         
    Just about the break of day. 

Em                     G
    She came, then she drove away, 
    F#m              A
    Sunlight in her hair. 

    Gm                          C           Bb
    Blood on the streets runs a river of sadness. 
    Gm                         C            Bb
    Blood in the streets, it's up to my thigh.
        Gm                   C          Bb 
    The river runs down the legs of the city; 
        Gm                   C            Bb
    The women are crying red rivers of weeping. 

Em                                G
    She came in town and then she drove away, 
    F#m               A
    Sunlight in her hair.

    Ab

    B 

Guitar Solo:

Em Em Em Em    Em, Em, Em-Em-Em-Em

[Gm  C]x6

    N.C.
    Indians scattered on dawn's highway. 
    Bleeding ghosts crowd the young childs fragile eggshell mind. 

    [D7]

    Gm             C      Bb     
    Blood in the streets of the
    Gm           C    Bb
    town of New Haven; 
    Gm               C         Bb
    Blood stains the roofs and the
    Gm                  C  Bb
    palm trees of Venice. 
    Gm          C       Bb  Gm       C  Bb
    Blood in my love in the terrible summer; 

    Gm           C    Bb    Gm         C  Bb
    Bloody red sun of fan - tastic L.A. 
    Gm                              C               Bb
    Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers. 
    Gm                        C            Bb
    Blood will be born in the birth of a nation; 
    Gm                   C        Bb   Gm    C  Bb
    Blood is the rose of mysterious    union. 

    
            Gm                        C          Bb 
    There's blood in the streets it's up to my ankles, 
    Gm                        C           Bb
    Blood in the streets it's up to my knee; 
    Gm                        C             Bb
    Blood in the streets, the town of Chicago. 
    Gm                       C        Bb
    Blood on the rise, it's following me. 

    Gm    C   Fmaj7

            
            
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