The Chinese believe there is a god of everything
    G                          C
A god of the sun, the moon, the wind and rain
  D                             G
It's hard to imagine and it may sound absurd
                            C
But there's even a patron saint of bean curd
            D                      G

CHORUS
Guan Di is his name
G              C
Guan Di is his name
D              G
Guan Yu, Guan Me, Guan Di
                       C
Guan Di is his name
D              G

In the mining town of Goldlick the year was eighteen-seventy
       G                           C
The Chinese came to work and rid themselves of poverty
    D                        G
Primitive conditions, long hours in the mines
                           C
Trying to get ahead, grown men work for dimes
D                    G
Then one night it happened, disaster struck
                              C
A rumble from below, the Chinese were stuck
  D                      G
An old Chinaman prayed, for the loved ones he so cherished
                                C
Asking the saint of curd to protect the souls who perished
D                              G

CHORUS

With flashing red eyes and a flowing white beard
     G                       C
Everyone knew he was a god to be feared
D                      G
No living creature survived his wrath
                      C
Everyone knew not to ever cross his path
D                    G

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