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Accidental Racist  Brad Paisley

Tuning: Standard
Capo: None
CHORDS:
(G): 320033
(Bm): x24432
(C): x32010
(D): x00232
(Em) 022000
(F): 133211
(A): x0xxxx
(B): x2xxxx
(Intro)
G Bm C G D (2x)
(Verse)
To the [G]man that waited on me, at the [Bm]Starbucks down on Maine
I [C]hope you unders[G]tand[D]
When [G]I put on that t-shirt, the only [Bm]thing I meant to say
Is I[C]'m, a Skynyrd f[G]an
The [C]red flag on my[Em] chest somehow is like the[D] elephant, in the corner of the south
[G] And I just [A]walked him [B]right in the [C]room
Just a [C]proud rebel son with [Em]an 'ol can of worms[D], looking like I got a lot to learn
[G] But [A]from my [B]point of [C]view
(Chorus)
I'm just a [G]white man, coming to you from the [Bm]southland
Trying to [C]understand what it's like [G]not to [D]be
I'm proud of [G]where I'm from, but not everyt[Bm]hing we've done
And it [C]ain't like you and me can re-write [G]histor[D]y
Our gene[Em]ration, didn't start this [D]nation
We're still [G]picking up the pieces, [A]walking on [B]eggshells, [C]fighting over yesterday
And [G]caught, between [A]sout[B]hern [C]pride,[D] and southern [G]blame
(Verse)
They [G]called it Reconstruction, fixed the [Bm]buildings, dried some tears
But we're still[C] sifting through the rubble, after [G]150 [D]years
I try to [G]put myself in your shoes, and that's a [Bm]good place to begin
But it [C]ain't like I can walk a mile, in [G]someone else's [D]skin
(Chorus)
Cause I'm a [G]white man, living in the the [Bm]southland
Just like [C]you I'm more than what you [G]see[D]
I'm proud of [G]where I'm from, but not every[Bm]thing we've done
And it [C]ain't like you and me can re-write [G]histor[D]y
Our gene[Em]ration, didn't start this [D]nation
We're still [G]paying for our mistakes [A]that a bunch of [B]folks made [C]long before we came
And caught some[G]where, between [A]sout[B]hern [C]pride [D] and southern [G]blame
(Rap-verse)
(No chords)
Dear Mr. White Man, I wish you understood
What the world is really like, when you're livin' in the hood
Just because my pants are saggin' doesn't mean I'm up to no good
You should try to get to know me, I really wish you w[D]ould
[C]Now my chains are gold, but I'm still misunderstood
I wasn't there when Sherman's march turned the south into firewood
I want you to get paid, but be a slave I never could
Feel like a new fangled Django dodgin' invisible white hoods
[F]So when I see that white cowboy hat, I'm thinkin' it's not all good
I guess we're both guilty of judgin' the cover not the book
[C]I'd love to buy you a beer, conversate and clear the air
But I see that red flag, and I think you wish I wasn't here
(Chorus)
I'm just a [G]white man, coming to you from the [Bm]southland
Trying to [C]understand what it's like [G]not to [D]be
I'm proud of [G]where I'm from, but not every[Bm]thing we've done
And it [C]ain't like you and me can re-write [G]histor[D]y
[Em]Oh Dixieland - I [D]hope you understand, what this is all [C]about
I'm a son of the new [C]south
And I just [A]want to [B]make things [C]right, all that's [A]left is [B]souther[C]n pride
(Outro)
G C G C G

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