Primusගේ American Life ගීතයට ගිටාර් කෝඩ්ස් | VChords

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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In a town in southernmost Sicily
lived a family too proud to be poor.
In the year that fever took father away
they hastened for American shores.
Now a mother and her son are standing in line.
It's a cold day on Ellis Isle.
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And they look to the statue of Liberty... Liberty... Liberty...

[Chorus (1)]
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For the boy we have American life.

[Verse 2]
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Ong  is a Laotian refugee,
he works in the audio trade.
The smoke from flux is filling his lungs.
He's earning minimum wage.
Spending spare time down on San Pablo ave.
Once a week gets a woman for the night.

[Chorus (2)]
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And he writes home tales of prosperety... ...sperety ...sperety.
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For the boy we have American Life.
For the boy we have American Life.

[Verse 3]
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  Bob is an unemployed veteran,
born and bred im South Bronx.
He's living off the streets down in east L. A.
Residing in a cardbroad box.
Now he plays a little quit and he has a small dag.
Searching for aluminum cans

[Chorus (3)]
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and he hold on tight to his dignity dignity dignity
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He was born into American Life.
He was born into American Life.
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He was born into American Life.

[Outro]
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