Makes Sense To Me

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I was talking to a homeless drunk 
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about religion
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He said "It's all I got, but it 
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ain't much
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'Cause the way I feel these days,
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I'd rather have a gun than a 
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crutch"


[Chorus]

                           A       
Well, that makes sense to me
A  B  C  D

              E                    
It makes sense to me, I must 
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confess
                   A          A  
That makes sense to me
B  C  D

               E                   
It makes sense to me, I must 
         A
confess


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[Verse]

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Listen to a little girl, she was a 
runaway.

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She said "My daddy treated me like a
 slave.

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Soiled me in my momma bed when I was
 just 15.

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That's why I had to lay him in his 
grave!"


[Chorus]

                           A       
Well, that makes sense to me
A  B  C  D

              E                    
It makes sense to me, I must 
              A
confess
                   A          A  
That makes sense to me
B  C  D

               E                   
It makes sense to me, I must 
         A
confess


[Verse]

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Talking to a black man from Atlanta.

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He said "The time has come to take 
what's mine.

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And if I must bust a few heads to 
achieve justice,

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My righteous cause will well explain
 the crime!"