American Remains - Johnny Cash
[Verse 1]
[Am] I am a shotgun rider for the San Jacinto [F] line
The [C] desert is my brother, my skin is cracked and [G] dry
I [Am] was riding on a folk coach, and everything was[F] fine
[C] Till we took a shorter road to save [G] some time
The bandi[F]ts only fired once, they shot me in the [C] chest
[C] They may have wounded me, but they'll never get the [G] best
Of better [Am] men, cause I'll ride again.
[Verse 2]
[Am] I am a river gambler, I make a livin`dealin [F] cards
[C] My clothes are smooth and honest, my heart is cold and [G] hard
[Am] I was shuffling` for some delta boys on the boat[F] for New Orelans
[C] I was the greatest shark they'd ever [G] seen
[F] But the Captain bumped a sandbar, and an [C] ace fell from my sleeve
[C] The threw me overboard as I swore I didn't [G] cheat
But I [Am] could swim, and I'll ride again
|[Chorus]
|[C] We are heroes of the homeland, American [G] remains
|[F] We live in many faces and answer [Am] many names
|We will [C] not be forgotten, we won't be left [G] behind
|[F] Our memories live on in mortal [G] minds
|And poets [Am] pens, we'll ride again
[Verse 3]
[Am] I am a mid-west farmer, I make a livin` off the [F]land
[C] I ride a John Deer tractor, I am a liberated [G] man
[Am] But the rain it hasn't fallen, since the middle [F] of July
[C] And if it don't come soon my crops will [G] die
[Verse 4]
[F] The bank man says he likes me, but there's [C] nothing he can do
[C] He tells me that he's comin', but the clouds are comin' [G] too
He ain't my friend, [Am] and I'll ride again.
[Am] I am an American Indian, my tribe is [F] Cherokee
My fore[C]fathers loves this land they left it here for [G] me
But the [Am ]white man came with boats and trains and dirty [F] factories
[C] And poisoned my existence with his [G] deeds
[F] Nature is our mother, we are suckling at [C] her breast
[C] And he who try to beat her down will lose her to the [G] rest
They'll never [Am] win, I'll ride again
|[Chorus] x2
|[C] We are heroes of the homeland, American [G] remains
|[F] We live in many faces and answer [Am] many names
|We will [C] not be forgotten, we won't be left [G] behind
|[F] Our memories live on in mortal [G] minds
|And poets [Am] pens, we'll ride again
Verse 1
Am I am a shotgun rider for the San Jacinto F line
The C desert is my brother, my skin is cracked and G dry
I Am was riding on a folk coach, and everything wasF fine
C Till we took a shorter road to save G some time
The bandiFts only fired once, they shot me in the C chest
C They may have wounded me, but they'll never get the G best
Of better Am men, cause I'll ride again.
Verse 2
Am I am a river gambler, I make a livin`dealin F cards
C My clothes are smooth and honest, my heart is cold and G hard
Am I was shuffling` for some delta boys on the boatF for New Orelans
C I was the greatest shark they'd ever G seen
F But the Captain bumped a sandbar, and an C ace fell from my sleeve
C The threw me overboard as I swore I didn't G cheat
But I Am could swim, and I'll ride again
Chorus
C We are heroes of the homeland, American G remains
F We live in many faces and answer Am many names
We will C not be forgotten, we won't be left G behind
F Our memories live on in mortal G minds
And poets Am pens, we'll ride again
Verse 3
Am I am a mid-west farmer, I make a livin` off the Fland
C I ride a John Deer tractor, I am a liberated G man
Am But the rain it hasn't fallen, since the middle F of July
C And if it don't come soon my crops will G die
Verse 4
F The bank man says he likes me, but there's C nothing he can do
C He tells me that he's comin', but the clouds are comin' G too
He ain't my friend, Am and I'll ride again.
Am I am an American Indian, my tribe is F Cherokee
My foreCfathers loves this land they left it here for G me
But the Am white man came with boats and trains and dirty F factories
C And poisoned my existence with his G deeds
F Nature is our mother, we are suckling at C her breast
C And he who try to beat her down will lose her to the G rest
They'll never Am win, I'll ride again
Chorus x2
C We are heroes of the homeland, American G remains
F We live in many faces and answer Am many names
We will C not be forgotten, we won't be left G behind
F Our memories live on in mortal G minds
And poets Am pens, we'll ride again