Tom Paines Bones

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As I dreamed out one evening by a 
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river of discontent ,
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I Bumped straight in to old Tom 
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Paine as running down the road he 
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went.
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He said, "I can't stop right now 
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child, King George is after me,
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He'd have a rope around my throat 
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and hang me from a liberty tree."

[Chorus]

         D               A        
I will dance to Tom Paine's bones,
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 dance to Tom Paine's bones,
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Dance in the oldest boots I own to
       A                    G
 the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones.
        D                A        
I will dance to Tom Paine's bones,
  Bm                   G
 dance to Tom paine's bones,
  D                  F#m          
Dance in the oldest boots I own to
       A                    D
 the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones.

[Verse]

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Well,I only talked about freedom 
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And justice for everyone,
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but since the very first word I 
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spoke, I've been looking down the 
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barrel of a gun.
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And they say I preached 
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revolution, Let me say in my 
defence,
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that all I did wherever I went was
     A                    G
 to talk a lot of Common Sense!

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[Chorus]

         D               A        
I will dance to Tom Paine's bones,
  Bm                   G
 dance to Tom Paine's bones,
 D                  F#m           
Dance in the oldest boots I own to
       A                    G
 the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones.
         D               A        
I will dance to Tom Paine's bones,
  Bm                   G
 dance to Tom paine's bones,
  D                  F#m          
Dance in the oldest boots I own to
        A                   D
 the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones.

[Verse]

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well, old Tom Paine, he ran so 
      Bm                G
fast he left me standing still,
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And there I was, a piece of paper 
              A                    
in my hand, standing at the top of 
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the hill.
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And it said, "This is the Age of 
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Reason, these are the Rights of Man,
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Kick off religion and monarchy", 
        A                      G
it was written in Tom Paine's plan.

[Chorus]

        D                A        
I will dance to Tom Paine's bones,
  Bm                   G
 dance to Tom Paine's bones,
  D                  F#m          
Dance in the oldest boots I own to
       A                    G
 the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones.
        D                A        
I will dance to Tom Paine's bones,
  Bm                   G
 dance to Tom paine's bones,
  D                  F#m          
Dance in the oldest boots I own to
       A                    D
 the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones.

[Bridge]

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Old Tom Paine, there he lies, 
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nobody laughs and nobody cries,
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Where he's gone or how he fares, 
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nobody knows, and nobody 
cares...but,

[Chorus]

        D                A        
I will dance to Tom Paine's bones,
  Bm                   G
 dance to Tom Paine's bones,
  D                  F#m          
 Dance in the oldest boots I own 
        A                    G
to the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones.
         D                A       
 I will dance to Tom Paine's 
   Bm                   G
bones, dance to Tom paine's bones,
  D                  F#m          
 Dance in the oldest boots I own 
        A                    D
to the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones.
         D                A       
 I will dance to Tom Paine's 
   Bm                   G
bones, dance to Tom Paine's bones,
  D                  F#m          
 Dance in the oldest boots I own 
        A                    G
to the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones.
         D                A       
 I will dance to Tom Paine's 
   Bm                   G
bones, dance to Tom paine's bones,
  D                  F#m          
 Dance in the oldest boots I own 
        A                    D
to the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones.