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Streets Of Minneapolis - Bruce Springsteen

(Verse 1)
C                                       F        C 
Through the winter’s ice and cold, down Nicollet Avenue
  F                           C                        G
A city aflame fought fire and ice, neath an occupier’s boots
     C                                       F               C
King Trump’s private army from the DHS, guns belted to their coats
        F              C                            G     C
Came to Minneapolis to enforce the law, or so their story goes.

(Verse 2)
        C                                F            C
Against smoke and rubber bullets, by the dawn’s early light
F                                 C                          G
Citizens stood for justice, their voices ringing through the night
    C                                  F                 C
And there were bloody footprints where mercy should have stood
    F                       C                                    G     C
And two dead left to die on snow-filled streets, Alex Pretti and Renee Good.

|(Chorus)
|       F                                                         C  
|Oh our Minneapolis, I hear your voice singing through the bloody mist
|      F                                                    C
|We’ll take our stand for this land and the stranger in our midst
|F                                                         C
|Here in our home they killed and roamed in the winter  of ’26 
|      C                                                      G     C
|We’ll remember the names of those who died on the streets of Minneapolis.

(Verse 3)
C                                    F               C
Trump’s federal thugs beat up on his face and on his chest
F                 C                                         G
Then we heard the gunshots and Alex Pretti lay in the snow, dead.
C                                      F                  C
Their claim was self defense sir, just don’t believe your eyes
         F                         C                                    G            C
It’s our blood and bones and these whistles and phones against Miller & Noem’s dirty lies.

|(Chorus)

(Verse 4)
C                                                     F              C
Now they say they’re here to uphold the law, but they trample on our rights
        F                                 C                                    G
If your skin is black or brown my friend, you can be questioned or deported on sight.
   C                                   F              C
In chants of “ICE out now”, our city’s heart and soul persists
        F                       C                       G     C
Through broken glass and bloody tears on the streets of Minneapolis.

|(Chorus)

(NB Original for guitar is in drop D tuning, but I think this works on uke)

(Added by Rodger Bangor Ukes March ‘26)

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