So Thankful

For my lolo, my lola My mammas, my pappas A Pappa didn’t DIE in VAIN F#m D His son carries on his name. A His face, his fire, his flame. F#m D The way he talked. The way he sang. A Mamma still feels the pain. F#m D She will not live in shame. A Of how her babies came. F#m D And who the hell to blame now. She says A F#m Bm D “oo so thankful, oo so thankful.” A F#m Bm D “oo so thankful, oo so thankful.” A Grandma used to cut herself raw. F#m D Not the hardest thing little mama’s eyes saw. A Said, drunk INDIANS fighting cops. F#m D Trafficking little girls around the block. A I said “When the rape gonna stop?” She said F#m D “Not anytime soon baby that’s real talk.” Said A F#m Bm D “oo so thankful, oo so thankful.” A F#m Bm D “oo so thankful, oo so thankful.” A Mamma never said it’s okay F#m D For this old man to touch her this way. A Grandma, well, she got paid F#m D And that’s one thing I’m not proud to say, A I never thought I’d give thanks for RAPE, F#m D But that’s how I got here today. Said A F#m Bm D “oo so thankful, oo so thankful.” A F#m Bm D “oo so thankful, oo so thankful.” A Got to give, got to give F#m D Got to give my momma little kiss yeah A Got to give, got to give F#m D Got to give my momma little kiss yeah, A Got to give, got to give F#m D Got to give my momma little kiss yeah A Got to give, got to give, F#m D Got to give my momma little kiss, muah A…F#m…D…A…F#m…D A Pappa got SHOT in the HEAD F#m HE got what was comin’ to him D Now he’s dead. A Child molester 36 years old. F#m D Left four kids and a wife in the cold A Great grandfather got shot in the back F#m D Protecting Filipinos from the corporate attack A And great grandmother SHOT HERSELF in the MOUNT F#m D She was ready to go and I can hear her shout She says A F#m Bm D “oo so thankful, oo so thankful.” A F#m Bm D “oo so thankful, oo so thankful.” A Got to give, got to give F#m D Got to give my poppa little kiss yeah A Got to give, got to give F#m D Got to give my poppa little kiss yeah, A Got to give, got to give F#m D Got to give my poppa little kiss yeah A Got to give, got to give, F#m D Got to give my poppa little kiss, muah A The pappa that raised me died of cancer F#m D I was holding his hand as his spirit surrendered A Put a roof over my head, food in my belly F#m D He was a KING and a father to many A The mother that raised me is truly a QUEEN F#m Taught me how to love god D And follow my dreams Said A F#m Bm D “oo so grateful, oo so grateful.” A F#m Bm D “oo so grateful, oo so grateful.” A F#m Coyote came and spoke to me he said, Bm D “get used to your destiny” A F#m Coyote came and spoke to me he said, Bm D “get used to your destiny” A Every moment is a mystery to me F#m D Getting pretty good at listening A Every moment is a mystery to me F#m D Getting pretty good at honoring A Every moment is a mystery to me F#m D Getting pretty good at listening A Every moment is a mystery to me F#m D Getting pretty good at honoring A F#m D Getting pretty good at listening A F#m D Getting pretty good at honoring A Got to give, got to give F#m D Got to give my momma little kiss yeah A Got to give, got to give F#m D Got to give my poppa little kiss yeah, A Got to give, got to give F#m D Got to give my momma little kiss yeah A Got to give, got to give, F#m D Got to give my momma little kiss, muah