On Palastine
By JJ Grey and Mofro
Transcribed by Slobrien (aka Mike O)

Intro em D am em 

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That stormy morning felt like a dream 
           am                  em                                                        
he told me then  of what he'd seen 

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A child a man  in times gone bad 
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faces of stone  lined hard and sad 

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One Sunday day  they all came home 
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all that they had  was burned and gone 
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The timber men  their pistols gleamed 
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a lifetime lost  on Palastine 


          em                  D (xx0232@1)                 
He made a stand  he would not run 
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he dropped the hoe  and picked up the gun 

             em             D (xx0232@1)                             
And then one night he disappeared 
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it fed the worst of all their fears 

           em                   DThey (xx0232@1)found him quiet  high in a tree 
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he flew away  from Palastine
 
              em               D (xx0232@1)                      
Then came the day  they moved away 
            am                   em                                             
more gunmen came they could not stay 

            em        DTo (xx0232@1)Glen St. Mary  to Olustee 
              am            em                                                    
but we still dream  of Palastine