Аккорды Charley Crockett - Killers Of The Flower Moon

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Gather round the fire boys, a story I will tell
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About a persecution I’m sure you don’t know well
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An Oklahoma tale of trading land and gems
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Goin’ down a river that you can’t come back up again

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Anna Brown was killed in May of ‘21
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They made it look like Anna was just having too much fun
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Meanwhile, in town they threw a big parade
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There stood William Hale and the range war that he waged


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Just across the county on that very day
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In a pool of blood did Charles Whitehorn lay
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Charles was Anna’s cousin, so was Henry Roan
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Who died shortly after William Hale made him a loan

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William Hale had him a nephew who’d married Molliе Kyle
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Mollie was Anna’s sister and it sunk in aftеr a while
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In cities across the country all the papers read
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“Reign of Terror Continues, Another Indian Dead”


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Ol’ Hickory Andrew Jackson drove ‘em down through Tennessee
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From Ohio came the Osage, the mountains, Cherokee
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They left ‘em there to wither on that southern Kansas soil
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But this was before the man discovered oil

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If you come around here with pretty flowers to sow
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You might stop and notice nobody’s very old
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Grass grows so high it covers up the graves
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Listen for a while and it might start givin’ names


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They called him the King of the Osage Hills
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He went and got everybody killed
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Now they talk about the weather like it’s judgment coming soon
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For the Killers of the Flower Moon

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