Uncast Shadow Of A Southern Myth Chords

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              Uncast Shadow Of A Southern Myth - Parkay Quarts
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Tuning: Standard
 
[Intro]
D   Bm   x4
 
D                              Bm
 I'd seen the blood lanes of Antietam
D                             Bm
  The shotgun shack in Tupelo
     D                        Am
But a brick circumference left hollow by Sherman
G                             Em
 Crumbling before me, how it moaned
 
D                           Bm
 His shape swallows my recollection
D                          Bm
 That phantom silhouette implied
D                               Am
  Strange fruit rotting from an air morning hotter than hell
G                                  Em
  Is this the king's last man I've spied?
 
D                           Bm
 I stood there beside my companion
D                              Bm
 Scratching a rumor he had heard
D
  Do you have a gun?
              Am
What? He said, yeah, you mean this one?
G                                    Em
 Straight down the barrel was his word
 
D                                   Bm
 And I smelt the fumes he inhaled swiftly
D                               Bm
 Each word was hinged upon his choke
D                        Am
 Like kudzu creeping up a state tree discreetly
G                        Em
  Forever bending as it broke
 
D                                 Bm
 And I heard the jangling keys of Graceland
D                                       Bm
 Ring from his teeth stained brown from coke
D                           Am
  Drunk and stumbling like a man of distinction
G                             Em
 They clamored shaking as he spoke
 
D                              Bm
 Of droves of pilgrims at his doorway
D                             Bm
 Of Reagan, Carter, Clinton, Gore
D                       Am
  Fortunes offered them, refused routinely
G                                     Em
This ain't no damn auction house he swore
 
D                                     Bm
 Black male standing around 6 foot something
D                                     Bm
 Ebbs through the waves of small town bias
D                     Am
  A minute coldly from southern affection
G                         Em
  Collides secretly into night
 
D                              Bm
  Forgive those who trespass against us
D                             Bm
  Begins the dead intruder's plea
D                     Am
  Into the very muzzle I'd once bit into
G                                   Em
  He gives the last words he will speak
 
D                                  Bm
 That broken glass supports forced entry
D                                  Bm
  Reminds his lawyer through the phone
D                               Am
 What southern judge do you know, comforting gently
G                                     Em
 Who jails white men who defend their home?
 
D                                    Bm
Well, no souls were present for the moment
D                                    Bm
 His bombed out brick walls finally fell
D                       Am
  Lying face down in the throes of atonement
G                                Em
 Checked out of the Heartbreak Hotel
 
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D   Am   G   Em
 
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It's the uncast shadow of a southern myth x5
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