Cifra de The Famine - Dàwna
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[Intro ]
Em x4
[Verso 1]
Em
A story not often told
Not of the brave nor the bould
A tale of those starved of life
Many a man who lost a wife
Penned by the coloniser's hand
They blamed our deaths on the land
Know that pen bore a lie
It wasn't a famine, it was geno-cide
Em x4
[Refrão]
Tried to bury our language
Our young left on ships
While he filled his larder
Trevelyan, the fat prick
A garden of grain for the royals, the Brits
While he starved all the West
Trevelyan, the fat prick
Trevelyan, the fat prick
[Pós-Refrão]
The Famine
The Famine
[Verso 2]
Em
A story not often told
Of a nation not bought but sold
Our golden corn shipped away
Our truth tellers they were thrown in jail
Our truth tellers sent to Botany Bay
Em x4
[Refrão]
Tried to bury our language
Our young left on ships
While he filled his larder
Trevelyan, the fat prick
A garden of grain for the royals, the Brits
While he starved all the West
Trevelyan, the fat prick
Trevelyan, the fat prick
[Pós-Refrão]
The Famine
The Famine
The Famine
The Famine
[Refrão]
Tried to bury our language
Our young left on ships
While he filled his larder
Trevelyan, the fat prick
A garden of grain for the royals, the Brits
Drove us to the drink
Trevelyan, the fat prick
Trevelyan, the fat prick
Trevelyan, the fat prick