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Tuning:EADGBE
Capo II
Intro/Verses (For the <i>Chorus</i> us a standard open chord)
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D|-0-0--2-2-2--0-0--2-2-2----2--0--0--0---2--0--0--0-------------------------|
A|------x-x-x-------x-x-x----x-----0--0---x-----0--0-------------------------|
E|------x-x-x-------x-x-x----x-----x--x---x-----x--x-------------------------|
Accordion
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Drivin' down a dry summer's day old route 66 and I was just a kid
Met a pretty little Indian girl along the way
Got her into my car and tried to give her a kiss
"I'll give you beads and wampum"
"Whatever it takes girl to make you trade"
She jumped into the back seat and she kinda flipped her lid
She said "You're trying to get somethin' for nothing
Like the pilgrims in the olden days."
We rode for a while till the sun went away
I realized it was a sort of an honor being around this girl
I felt embarrassed of what I tried to do earlier that day
She was the saddest girl I ever knew
She told me stories about the Indian nations
And how the white man stole their lives away
And although she kinda liked me she could never trust me
And when the sun comes up we go our different ways
Now everybody has got the choice
Between hotdogs and hamburgers
Every one of us has got to choose
Between right and wrong
And givin' up or holdin' on
So I dropped her off at some railroad crossing in Texas
An old Indian man was waiting there
He smiled and thanked me but he saw right through me
I could tell he didn't like me for my kind he did not care
Because to him I was the white man
The one who sold him something that he already owned
And it was like he'd been ridin' in the car right there with us
And I felt ashamed of my actions and the way the west was really won
So I drove down the highway till I came to Los Angeles
To the town of the angels the best this country can do
I got down on my knees and I ask for forgiveness
I said "lord forgive us for we know not what we do."
Now everybody has got the choice
Between hotdogs and hamburgers
Every one of us has got to choose
Between right and wrong
And givin' up or holdin' on