Ignorance And Privilege chords
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INTRO: [C]
I was born to ignorance, yes, and lesser [F]poverties
I was born to [C]privilege that I [G]did not see
Lack of pigment [Am]in my skin, won a free and [F]easy in
I didn't [C]know it, but my [G]way was [F]paved [C]
I grew up a Catholic boy, in a north-[F]eastern State
A place when asked, "[C]Where you from?", some people tend to [G]hesitate
Reply a [Am]little bit late, as if maybe you [F]didn't rate
[C]I was born to [G]ignorance and [F]privil[C]ege
My dad ran a printing press, a tag and label [F]factory
May have seen it [C]as a child, now a distant [G]memory
Almost too [Am]faint to see, dark red-brick [F]factory
I didn't [C]know it, but my [G]way was [F]paved [C]
We moved from a city street, shortly after [F]I arrived
To a house on a [C]gravel road, where I learned to [G]be alive
Crawl, walk, r[Am]un and ride, that's where I learned to [F]come alive
I didn't [C]know it, but my [G]way was [F]paved [C]
[CHORUS]
[F]If the wind is [G]at your [C]back
[F]And you never [G]turn a[C]round
[F]You may never [G]know the [C]wind is [Am]there
[Dm7]You may never hear the [G]sound, no, no
Got to grow and [C]go to school, work at home and [F]dream at night
Even be a [C]college fool, like I had [G]any right
Never went th[Am]rough a war, never Great De[F]pression poor
I didn't [C]know it, but my [G]way was [F]paved [C]
[BRIDGE]
[Dm]Nose to the grindstone
[G]Shoulder to the wheel
[Dm]Back against the wall
Maybe you [G]know how it fe[C]els
INSTRUMENTAL: [F] [C] [G] [Am] [G] [F] [C] [G] [F] [C]
[CHORUS]
[F]If the wind is [G]at your [C]back
[F]And you never [G]turn a[C]round
[F]You may never [G]know the [C]wind is [Am]there
[Dm7]You may never hear the [G]sound, no, no
I was born to [C]ignorance, yes, and lesser [F]poverties
I was born to [C]privilege that I [G]did not see
Lack of pigment [Am]in my skin, won a free and [F]easy in
I didn't [C]know it, but my [G]way was [F]paved [C]
'Cause [F]I was born to [G]ignorance and [F]privil[C]ege [F] [C] [F] [C]
I was born to ignorance, yes, and lesser [F]poverties
I was born to [C]privilege that I [G]did not see
Lack of pigment [Am]in my skin, won a free and [F]easy in
I didn't [C]know it, but my [G]way was [F]paved [C]
I grew up a Catholic boy, in a north-[F]eastern State
A place when asked, "[C]Where you from?", some people tend to [G]hesitate
Reply a [Am]little bit late, as if maybe you [F]didn't rate
[C]I was born to [G]ignorance and [F]privil[C]ege
My dad ran a printing press, a tag and label [F]factory
May have seen it [C]as a child, now a distant [G]memory
Almost too [Am]faint to see, dark red-brick [F]factory
I didn't [C]know it, but my [G]way was [F]paved [C]
We moved from a city street, shortly after [F]I arrived
To a house on a [C]gravel road, where I learned to [G]be alive
Crawl, walk, r[Am]un and ride, that's where I learned to [F]come alive
I didn't [C]know it, but my [G]way was [F]paved [C]
[CHORUS]
[F]If the wind is [G]at your [C]back
[F]And you never [G]turn a[C]round
[F]You may never [G]know the [C]wind is [Am]there
[Dm7]You may never hear the [G]sound, no, no
Got to grow and [C]go to school, work at home and [F]dream at night
Even be a [C]college fool, like I had [G]any right
Never went th[Am]rough a war, never Great De[F]pression poor
I didn't [C]know it, but my [G]way was [F]paved [C]
[BRIDGE]
[Dm]Nose to the grindstone
[G]Shoulder to the wheel
[Dm]Back against the wall
Maybe you [G]know how it fe[C]els
INSTRUMENTAL: [F] [C] [G] [Am] [G] [F] [C] [G] [F] [C]
[CHORUS]
[F]If the wind is [G]at your [C]back
[F]And you never [G]turn a[C]round
[F]You may never [G]know the [C]wind is [Am]there
[Dm7]You may never hear the [G]sound, no, no
I was born to [C]ignorance, yes, and lesser [F]poverties
I was born to [C]privilege that I [G]did not see
Lack of pigment [Am]in my skin, won a free and [F]easy in
I didn't [C]know it, but my [G]way was [F]paved [C]
'Cause [F]I was born to [G]ignorance and [F]privil[C]ege [F] [C] [F] [C]
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