I Hate The White Man chords by Roy Harper

Verse:

D    F#        Bm
Far across the ocean
D      F#      Bm
In the land of look and see
D      F#       Bm        E
There once was a time
      A          D
For you and me

D         F#         Bm
Where the winds blow sweetly
D       F#           Bm
And the easy seas flow still
D        F#          Bm                E
And where the barefoot dream of life
       A                    D
Can laugh and cry its fill

D    F#            Bm
Where slot machine confusions
D    F#          Bm
And the plastic universe
D    F#        Bm           E
Are objects of amusement
        A                      D
In the fiction of their curse

D    F#            Bm
And where the crazy whiteman
D    F#        Bm
And his teargas happiness
D    F#           Bm                 E
Lies dead and long since buried
       A                    D
By his own fantastic mess

Chorus:

D    F#        Bm
For I hate the whiteman
D    F#        Bm
And his plastic excuse
D    F#        Bm               G
For I hate the whiteman
       F#        Bm        F#
And the man who turned him loose...

Verse:

D      F#            Bm
And the reins of coloured thunder
D    F#          Bm
Of the stallion of the dawn
D    F#          Bm             E
Ride the coalfire morning
        A                        D
On the beach where all is born

D      F#            Bm
Where the emperor of meaning
D    F#        Bm
Is burning up his forts
D    F#              Bm              E
And sits to warm his toes around
        A                            D
A fire made up of useless thoughts

D       F#            Bm
And when the children tempt him
D    F#              Bm
With the riddles of their trance
D     F#             Bm                 E
He flings the flames of solstice
         A                        D
Casting laughs into their dance

D    F#           Bm
And while a crazy whiteman
D    F#          Bm
In the desert of his bones
D    F#             Bm                E
Lies as bleached as the paradise
         A                 D
He likes to think he owns

Chorus:

D    F#        Bm
And I hate the whiteman
D    F#         Bm
In his evergreen excuse
D    F#        Bm            G
Oh I hate the whiteman
        F#       Bm         F#
And the man who turned him loose...

Verse:

D    F#            Bm
And far across the reaches
D    F#         Bm
Of the drifting yellow sands
D     F#           Bm            E
The living carpet wilderness
         A               D
Forever joins its hands

D    F#           Bm
With heaven hell's attainment
D    F#            Bm
In a surging crest of fire
D      F#            Bm                E
Where more than all is thrown upon
     A                   D
The ever lasting pyre

D      F#               Bm
And through the countless canticles
D    F#            Bm
Of Jason's charcoal fleece
D     F#              Bm               E
Are sung the songs of nothing
       A                      D
In the timeless masterpiece

D      F#                   Bm
And there stood in the middle

Guess who?
D      F#             Bm
It's the everlasting burst
D      F#               Bm              E
Built by god's very own whiteman
      A                      D
As he tries to rule the dust

Chorus:

D    F#        Bm
And I hate the whiteman
D     F#            Bm
In his doctrinaire abuse
D    F#        Bm        G
Oh I hate the whiteman
        F#      Bm            F#
And the man who turned you all loose...

Verse:

D    F#            Bm
And the bowels of his city
D     F#             Bm
Have been locked into a safe
D      F#                Bm                   E
Where the spew stains on the sidewalks
     A                       D
Are defenders of his faith

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While back inside his kitchen
D         F#                  Bm
The bowler hatted, long haired saint
D     F#             Bm         E
Cleans with soap and water
                A                 D
But it's really just white paint

D        F#              Bm
While his golden headed scandal sheets
D       F#          Bm
Present their daily bite
D       F#              Bm                E
To give their righteous news-bleeders
         A                 D
Drugs to keep them white

D      F#            Bm
While outside in the whitewash
D        F#          Bm
Where the guns are always, always right
D     F#            Bm               E
A shooting star has summoned
         A                    D
Its dark angel from his night

Chorus:

D    F#        Bm
And I hate the whiteman
D    F#          Bm
And his evergreen excuse
D    F#        Bm          G
Oh I hate the whiteman
        F#              Bm       G
And the man who turned you all loose
        F#             Bm     G
And the man who turned him loose...