Tone: [D]
Intro:
[D]
Verse:
[D]Through the winter’s ice and cold, down N[G]Nicollet Aven[D]Avenue,
a c[G]ity aflame fought f[D]ire and ice, 'neath an occupier’s b[A]oots.
[D]King Trump’s private army from the DHS, guns b[G]belted to their c[D]coats,
came to M[G]inneapolis to enf[D]orce the law, or so their st[A]ory go[D]es.
Verse:
[D]Against smoke and rubber bullets, [G]in the dawn’s early l[D]light,
[G]citizens stood for j[D]ustice, their voices ringing through the n[A]ight[Asus4]. [A]
And t[D]here were bloody footprints where m[G]ercy should have s[D]tood,
And t[G]wo dead left to die on sn[D]ow-filled streets, Alex Pretti and Ren[A]ee G[D]ood.
Chorus:
Oh our M[G]Minneapolis, I hear your voice, singing through the bloody m[D]mist.
We’ll t[G]take our stand for this land, and the stranger in our m[D]midst.
Here [G]in our home they killed and roamed, in the winter of ’2[D]’26,
We’ll rem[D]remember the names of those who died, on the streets of [A]Minneapol[D]Minneapolis.
Verse:
T[D]rump’s federal thugs beat up on h[G]is face and his ch[D]est,
t[G]hen we heard the g[D]unshots, and Alex Pretti lay in the snow, d[A]ead.[Asus4] [A]
Their cl[D]aim was "self defense, sir, just d[G]on’t believe your e[D]yes",
It’s our bl[G]ood and bones and these wh[D]istles and phones against Miller and N[A]oem’s dirty l[D]ies.
Chorus:
Oh our M[G]Minneapolis, I hear your voice, crying through the bloody m[D]mist.
We’ll rem[D]ember the names of those who died, on the streets of[A] Minneapol[D]is.
Harmonica solo:
[G] [D] [A] [D]
Verse:
Now they s[D]ay they’re here to uphold the law, but they tr[G]ample on our r[D]ights.
[D]If your s[G]kin is black or br[D]own my friend, you can be questioned or deported on s[A]ight[Asus4]. [A]
[D]In our chants of "ICE out now!", our city’s h[G]heart and soul pers[D]persists,
[D]Through br[G]oken glass and bl[D]oody tears, on the streets of[A] Minneapol[D]is.
Chorus:
Oh our [G]Minneapolis, I hear your voice, singing through the bloody m[D]mist.
Here [G]in our home they killed and roamed, In the winter of ’2[D]’26.
We’ll t[G]take our stand for this land, and the stranger in our m[D]midst!
We’ll rem[D]ember the names of those who died, on the streets of[A] Minneapol[D]is,
We’ll rem[D]ember the names of those who died on the streets of[A] Minneapol[D]is!
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