His Fathers Son Acordes

[Intro]
Dm Am C G  (x2)
 
Am Am Am G
Am Am C G Am
 
[Verse]
  Am
A noble sailed across the sea
                    G
To search a distant land
  Am
A new frontier before him
      C       G     Am
To provide an upper hand
 
Mysterious agendas
                      G
Lay behind a graceful guise
  Am
A son was born, begotten, shorn
  C         G     Am
Betrayed to noble lies
 
[Chorus]
  Dm          Am
I take to the water
   C              G
To glide upon the gales
    Dm            Am
The winds that my father rode
     C             G
Will never fill my sails
 
[Instrumental]
Am Am Am G
Am Am C G Am
 
[Verse]
    Dm
The sailors on the salty sea
   Am
My brothers I will lead
    C
Our cannons fast they burn and blast
    G
Our blood is of the Creed
  Dm
A father lost to hunger
        Am
The temptation of control
   C
No sentiment you represent
    G
Can tame my savage soul
 
[Chorus]
  Dm          Am
I take to the water
   C              G
To glide upon the gales
    Dm            Am
The winds that my father rode
     C             G
Will never fill my sails
 
[Hook]
 
(with Native American chant)
Dm Am C G  (x2)
 
[Bridge]
                Am Am Am G
You're going to war
                Am Am C G Am
You're going to war
                Am Am Am G
You're going to war
                Am Am C G Am
You're going to war
 
Am              G
Musket guns and silver slivers
C               E
Justice runs in crimson rivers
Am               G
Words of ancient truth we follow
C                   E
Bleed these veins into tomorrow
 
[Chorus]
  Dm          Am
I take to the water
   C              G
To glide upon the gales
    Dm            Am
The winds that my father rode
     C             G
Will never fill my sails
 
    Dm
The sailors on the salty sea (I take to the water)
   Am
My brothers I will lead
    C
Our cannons fast they burn and blast (To glide upon the gales)
    G
Our blood is of the Creed
  Dm
A father lost to hunger (The winds that my father rode)
        Am
The temptation of control
   C
No sentiment you represent (Will never fill my sails)
    G
Can tame my savage soul
 
[Hook]
 
(with Native American chant)
Dm Am C G  (x2)
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