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Capo 3rd fret. Intro: |: D | G :| x 6 Verse 1: D G | D | G | I been knocking on the door that holds the throne D G | D | G | I been looking for the map that leads me home
AI been stumbling on Ggood hearts turned to stone AThe road of good intGentions has gone dry as a bone
Chorus:
DWe take care of our own G DWe take care of our own G DWherever this flag's flown G DWe take care of our own G
Verse 2: D G | D | G | From Chicago to New Orleans, from the muscle to the bone D G | D | G | From the shotgun shack to the Super Dome
AThere ain't no help, the Gcavalry stayed home AThere ain't no one heGaring the bugle blowin'
Chorus:
DWe take care of our own G DWe take care of our own G DWherever this flag's flown G DWe take care of our own G
| A | G | A | G | | D | G | D | G | Verse 3:
DWhere're the eyes, the Geyes with the will to see DWhere are the hearts that Grun over with mercy DWhere's the love that has Gnot forsaken me DWhere's the work that'll sGet my hands, my soul free DWhere's the spirit that'll Greign rain over me DWhere's the promise from sGea to shining sea DWhere's the promise from sGea to shining sea AWherever thisG flag's flown AWherever thisG flag's flown AWherever thisG flag's flown
Chorus:
DWe take care of our own G DWe take care of our own G DWherever this flag's flown G DWe take care of our own G
DWe take care of our own G DWe take care of our own G DWherever this flag's flown G DWe take care of our own G
Outro: |: D | G :| x 4 |: A | G :| |: D | G :| (fade out)