Tuning:EADGBE
Capo II
Intro/Verses (For the Chorus us a standard open G chord)
G C D
e|------0-0-0-------0-0-0----0-----2--2---0-----2--2-------------------------|
B|-0-0--1-1-1--0-0--1-1-1----1--0--3--3---1--0--3--3-------------------------|
G|-0-0--0-0-0--0-0--0-0-0----0--0--2--2---0--0--2--2-------------------------|
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
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|--0--1--3--3--1------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-----------------2---------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
C G D C G D G
Drivin' down a dry summer's day, old route 66 and I was just a kid
C G D G
Met a pretty little Indian girl along the way
C G D
Got her into my car and tried to give her a kiss
C G D G
"I'll give you beads and wampum"
C G D G
"Whatever it takes, girl to make you trade"
C D C D
She jumped into the back seat and she kinda flipped her lid
C D
She said, "You're trying to get somethin' for nothing
C G D
Like the pilgrims in the olden days."
C G D G
We rode for a while, till the sun went away
C G D G
I realized it was a sort of an honor being around this girl
C G D
I felt embarrassed of what I tried to do earlier that day
C G D
She was the saddest girl I ever knew
C D G
She told me stories about the Indian nations
C G D
And how the white man stole their lives away
C G D
And although she kinda liked me, she could never trust me
C G D
And when the sun comes up, we go our different ways
G D
Now everybody has got the choice
C D
Between hotdogs and hamburgers
G D
Every one of us has got to choose
Em
Between right and wrong
C D
And givin' up or holdin' on
C G D G
So I dropped her off at some railroad crossing in Texas
C G D G
An old Indian man was waiting there
C G D G
He smiled and thanked me but he saw right through me
C G D G
I could tell he didn't like me, for my kind, he did not care
C G D
Because to him, I was the white man
C G D
The one who sold him something that he already owned
C G D
And it was like he'd been ridin' in the car right there with us
C G D
And I felt ashamed of my actions and the way the west was really won
G C
So I drove down the highway, till I came to Los Angeles
G D
To the town of the angels, the best this country can do
G C
I got down on my knees and I ask for forgiveness
D
I said, "lord, forgive us, for we know not what we do."
G D
Now everybody has got the choice
C D
Between hotdogs and hamburgers
G D
Every one of us has got to choose
Em
Between right and wrong
C D
And givin' up or holdin' on