American Soil chords by Ezra Furman

• Capo on 1st
• Difficulty: Beginner

Key: G

🎸 Intro:

G

🎸 Verse 1:
        G
There's something in the water
          C                           G
Something sick in the blood and the oil

See the white chicken grinning
        C                       G
See the serpent in a horrible coil

🎸 Pre-Chorus:
           C
Don't be scared by the stares

Of the peasants on the subway car
            G                      F
Because the way things seem in a dream
            C              G
Is just the way that they are

🎸 Chorus:
           D                    C
When I can feel God taking his eyes off you
         A         C       G
You were born for American soil
 C     G  C
Oh yes

🎸 Verse 2:
       G
Every race has its place
      C                             G
Every nation fights for species survival

I'm a Jew through and through
     C                        G
And I'm about to write you a Bible

🎸 Pre-Chorus:
           C
Now let me take your hand and show you through

The twisted hallways of the house of song
           G
We got the magazine wallpaper
        F              C             G
And the million dollar bills on the lawn

🎸 Chorus:
             D                   C
Oh and I can feel God taking his eyes off us
        A         C       G
We were born for American soil
 C   G   C       G
Oh, oh, oh, whoo

🎸 Verse 3:
           G
You don't have to be clever
     C                    G
To detect a big American sadness

When the population rules
      C                        G
Every man has his hand in the madness

🎸 Pre-Chorus:
                C
Well, there's a dead grove of trees

You can visit on the outside of town
              G
And there's a digital dust
           F        C         G
Inside the cemetery settling down

🎸 Chorus:
                D                   C
Whoo, and I can feel God taking his eyes off us
        A         C       G
We were born for American soil
C    G  C
  Ahh

🎸 Verse 4:
                  G
Well, now we have seen every baby
       C                           G
Has to have some kinda mother and father
          G
But the child's gone wild
        C                         G
And the pieces got away from the author

🎸 Pre-Chorus:
           C
Well, if freedom isn't free

All the bills must just be lost in the mail
        G
All the highways are on fire
        F              C           G
And the serpent is now eating his tail

🎸 Chorus:
           D                   C
And we can feel God taking his eyes off us
        A         C       G
We were born for American soil
  C    G    C    G  C      G
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
whoo

🎸 Outro:
C