The Folk Song Army

Bb7    Eb                   Ab   
       We are the Folk Song Army,
 Bb7            Eb  Eb7  D7
 Everyone of us cares.
Db7 C7                Fm   
We  all hate poverty, war, and 
               Eb         Bb7     
unjustice, unlike the rest of your
     Eb      Bb7
 squares.
      Eb           Ab              
There are inocuous folk songs, But 
Bb7                Eb   Eb7   D7
we regard 'em with scorn.
Db7  C7                     Fm
The folks who sing 'em have no 
social conscience.
        Bb7                        
(Spoken): Why, They don't even care
     Eb
 if Jimmy Crack Corn.

Continúa después del anuncio
D7  Gm               Dm       
If you feel dissatis-faction, 
Gm                         Dm
Strum your frustrations, a-way.
Ab                     Eb         
Some people may prefer action, 
Fm                    G7
But, give me a folk song any old 
day.
Bb7  Eb                  Ab     
The tune done have to be clever,
              Bb7                
 and it don't matter if you put a 
couple of extra syllables into a 
 Eb
line.
Eb7   D7   Db7   C7            
           It    sounds more 
           Fm                      
ethnic if it ain't good English, 
   Eb         Bb7   Eb
and it don't even gotta rhyme.
                    D
(spoken):Excuse me, ryne!

    D                     Eb      
Re-member the war against Franco? 
That's the kind where each of us 
   D   Eb   D
be-longs.
Though he may have won all the 
Eb                           D7
battles, We had all the good songs.
Bb7   Eb                    Ab  
So    join in the Folk Song 
      Bb7                     Eb
Army, Gui-tars are the weapons we 
   Eb7   D7
bring
Db7    C7                     Fm
To the fight against poverty, 
                  Eb      Bb7   
war, and injustice, Ready!  Aim!
Eb    Ab    Eb
  Sing!