Great Song, Makes me happy to be who I am

Standard Tuning

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I was born, and I was made by the hands of marmalade
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I've got legends in my blood; I've got Indians in my veins
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And in the year of '44 Grandpaw went away to war
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And went to Hitler's house and kicked in the door
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There began the way I was made 


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And in the year of '47 that Rewey girl came down from heaven
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In '48 a bride and groom in love on their honeymoon
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And they weren't doin' nothin' wrong, but it's how my mother came along
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And here I am with words and song singin' 'bout the way I was made 


CHORUS
C           F        C       G                     C
Whoa oh! It feels so good to have your blood in my veins
C           F        C       G                     C
Whoa oh! It feels so good to have your blood in my veins 


VERSE
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My dad, he was a country kid. He loved to smoke and hunt and fish
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Mom, she was a city babe, a pretty little girl who never ate
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They met at school with broken hearts and healed each-other from the start
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Man and woman play your part, now we're closer to the way I was made 


CHORUS

C           F        C       G                     C
Whoa oh! It feels so good to have your blood in my veins
C           F        C       G                     C
Whoa oh! It feels so good to have your blood in my veins 


VERSE
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Legend says our family tree grows black and white and Indian leaves
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And if the history books are right, none of us are really white
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In fact, I think that means, that everybody's blood is just the same 


CHORUS

C           F        C       G                     C
Whoa oh! It feels so good to have your blood in my veins
C           F        C       G                     C
Whoa oh! It feels so good to have your blood in my veins