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Im Indian Chords

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Difficulty
Capo
novice
4th fret
Tuning: standard
Capo 4 fret.


Chords diagrams:

  C#m   A    B    E    Bm   G  Esus4 (refrain E chord variant)
e|-0----0----0----0----0----0----0-|
B|-5----0----0----0----3----0----0-|
G|-6----6----8----1(2)-4----4----2-|
D|-6----7----9----2----4----5----2-|
A|-4----7----9----2----2----5----2-|
E|------5----7----0---------3----0-|


Verse Chords:

 C#m  A  Bm  A    

Refrain Chords:

 E  Bm  G  A   


[Verse 1]

C#m                       A                               B     
Slip the glove upon my hand, for the ants to soohte the pain of
           A
something else.
C#m                    A                     B           A     
The stings are fading in not striking me as sane, but Indian.
C#m                    A                      B           A
Been rubbing salt in sores to wash away the heat. Is it Indian?
C#m                       A                           B         A
And as my eyes begin to cloud I acknowledge I've been beat. Or Indian.


[Refrain]

E                     Bm                         G          A
Are we riding the change or slipping down the drain in the end.
E                        Bm                      G              A
Are my roots to save me now, will I prevail somehow, I'm Indian...


[Verse 2]

C#m            A                                B           A  
I firmly do believe there will come a change indeed in the end.
C#m                    A                          B          A
The pain will flicker by. It shall turn away and die in the end.
C#m                A                           B             A
Though I'm no pedigree I won't fall down on my knees. I'm Indian!


[Refrain]

E                        Bm                           G           A   
And we are riding the change, not slipping down the drain in the end.
E                          Bm                    G           A 
And my roots must save me now when I prevail somehow. I'm Indian. 
E                      Bm                           G          
As the Frantic Cowboy dies, his friends around him cry, "My God! It's
       A
the Indians!"
E                     Bm                        G               A 
As the Fickle Fairy cheers, shouting, "no more tears; you're Indian".
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