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The Liberty Tree - Frank Tovey and the Pyros
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Tabbed by: Maya L T
Tuning: Standard
Intro: A D D? F#m D E F#m D A
Verse:
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I don't wan't to go to the market square, but I admit that once i travel there. And I gave into temptation too.
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When I left I had no shirt to wear. They try to sell you things you already own. Tell you that this place is
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not your home. They charge you for the rain and sunshine too. Poison everything that you have grown.
Chorus:
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But there goes the king of laborers. He's lowered his head and still. He'll carry his burden like a good man
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can to the foot of liberty hill. At the root of the liberty tree. I might see you there in the dawning, but
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please don't you wait for me.
Instrumental break: F#m D A F#m D A D E F#m D A
Verse:
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I talked to thieves but did they ever listen? They had ears but there was something missing. You take to using
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sign language too. Tell them that's the goal just doesn't listen. Well you played up a bomb and monkey much too
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long. And you know your brightest tunes are wrong. You pretend to have some kind of control. And you'll be out
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in the street before too long.
Chorus:
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But there goes the queen of laborers. Sweeping back the sea. And she'll carry her load like a good woman
D A F#m D A F#m D A D
can to the root of liberty tree. At the foot of the liberty hill. I'll meet you there in the dawning, if your
A
waiting still.
Bridge:
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Well sometime you think you've learnt how to swim, but just look at this crazy swamp you're in. And you're lame
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excuses are all well and thin. Just who are you kidding now?
Verse:
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They tie you up and put you in a cage. And wonder why you should be enraged. They feed you on scraps, punch up
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they're taxes too. And say you've got to keep up with the age.
Chorus:
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And there goes the child of laborers. Through the valley of the kings. And demanding the birth-right like
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culture-men should at the source of the liberty spring. By the root of the liberty tree. I'll meet you there in
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the dawning, if you'd wait for me. And I do hope you wait for me.
Outro: D?m D A F#m D A D?m G
'The timing of the strumming can be a bit difficult to pick up, but if you listen to the song you should get
the hang of it.'
