Damian Marley - Slave Mill, аккорды

Вступление [Intro] I can remember when huh those slavery times... [Chorus] C#m B What you won't and what you will F#m A Working for your dollar bill C#m B Sad to see the old slave mill F#m A Is grinding slow, but grinding still C#m B Walking home, a youth gets killed F#m A Police free to shoot at will C#m B Sad to see the old slave mill F#m A Is grinding slow, but grinding still C#m B Nine to five you know the drill F#m A Weekends are a short lived thrill C#m B Sad to see the old slave mill F#m A Is grinding slow, but grinding still C#m B Cup runneth over till it spill F#m A Take until they've had their fill C#m B Sad to see the old slave mill F#m A Is grinding slow, but grinding still [Verse 1] C#m B Some of us think we're too big F#m A 'Cause the system gives us jobs C#m B Even though it's just a low paying gig F#m A Some of us will boast and brag C#m B And those of us who think we're small F#m A Just because we don't have much C#m B That's really not the case at all F#m A There's riches that the flesh can't touch C#m B Some of us won't respect names F#m A Some of us won't respect loves C#m B Some of us don't respect life F#m A Even though we worship God C#m B And some of us won't let go faith F#m A No matter what the price may cost C#m B Some of us won't practice hate F#m A Because we still believe in love [Chorus] C#m B What you won't and what you will F#m A Working for a dollar bill C#m B Sad to see the old slave mill F#m A Is grinding slow, but grinding still C#m B Walking home, a child gets killed F#m A Neighbors free to shoot at will C#m B Hurt' to see the old slave mill F#m A Is grinding slow, but grinding still C#m B Nine to five, we know the drill F#m A Weekends are such a short-lived thrill C#m B Sad to see the old slave mill F#m A Is grinding slow, but grinding still C#m B Cup runneth over till it spill F#m A Take until they've had their fill C#m B Sad to see the old slave mill F#m A Is grinding slow, but grinding still [Verse 2] C#m B Most of us think we're too good F#m A Just because material gain C#m B If we were living as we should F#m A Then less of us would be in pain C#m B Those who are misunderstood F#m A Still deserve a voice to claim C#m B The things that are still meaningful F#m A To each and all of us the same C#m B And some will say the cups are full F#m A And give Jah thanks to what we've gained C#m B And some will say there's much more weight to pull F#m A And them will tell you that straight up and plain C#m B And some will think outside the box F#m A While some of us will hold our lanes C#m B And some of us we write the facts F#m A While some of us a chop down cane [Chorus] C#m B What men won't and what they will F#m A Working for a dollar bill C#m B Sad to see the old slave mill F#m A Is grinding slow, but grinding still C#m B Walking home, a child gets killed F#m A Police free to shoot at will C#m B Hurts to see the old slave mill F#m A Is grinding slow, but grinding still C#m B Nine to five you u know the drill F#m A Weekends are a short-lived thrill C#m B Sad' to see the old slave mill F#m A Is grinding slow but grinding still C#m B Cup runneth over till it spill F#m A Take until they've had their fill C#m B Sad to see the old slave mill F#m A Is grinding slow, but grinding still C#m B Is grinding slow, but grinding still F#m A Is grinding slow, but grinding still C#m B Is grinding slow, but grinding still F#m A Is grinding slow, but grinding still C#m B Is grinding slow, but grinding still F#m A Is grinding slow, but grinding still C#m B Is grinding slow, but grinding still F#m A [Outro] Those slavery times... I can remember when huh...