Tuning: G C E A (G C E A) Diwatta: D Boy, whatcha doin’? F#m Boy, watcha thinkin’? D Boy, what’s your name? Blondeboi: F#m It’s Abraham Lincoln.
Diwatta: G Bb I’ve landed in a land that’s strange and foreign. Blondeboi: G Now tell me your name. Diwatta: Bb It’s Mary Warren. D F#m Boy, this is Salem. I just had my trial. D F#m They think I‘m a witch they think I‘m vile. G Bb They said, “Girl, you’ll hang. You must confess!” G Bb So, I lied and said, “Yes, I am possessed.” Blondeboi: D F#m You held it in. (I held it in.) D F#m D But Mary you lied. (I held it in.) F#m Don’t you feel awful? Mary Warren: D F#m Yes, but I’m alive. This girl is headstrong! G Abe, I lied in court but what the heck? C D I lost my honour, not my neck. Blondeboi: D Today was a tough day for me. F#m I was just on my way to have a talk with my parents. Diwatta: D What kind of talk, Abraham? Blondeboi: F#m Oh, you know. I just wanted to share with them that D I’m a little different. That, I love them, but I also F#m love the way army men look. In and out of their uniforms. Diwatta: D Wow, too bad there’s no place for you to share your feelings. F#m Why don’t you join the recycling club? D You don’t have to talk about what’s on your mind when you can recycle. F#m Do you want my advice, Abraham? Blondeboi: Yes, Mary Warren. Diwatta: D F#m Hold it in! (I wanna share my feelings.) D F#m D F#m No, don’t be obscene. Just hold it in! (But my voice matters.) D F#m Not if you’re a teen. Swallow your feelings. G C Don’t you wanna run the country someday? (Yes! You think I can do it?) G Not if you’re gay! (Mary, speaking my mind is not a sin!) C D Trust me, I’m a Puritan! Eb Hold it in! (Yeah!) Cm Eb Keep your feelings inside. Just hold it in! Cm (Girl, I can’t lie.) Please don’t riff. Blondeboi: A If I hold it in, I’ll lose my bravery. Diwatta: D If you hold it in, you will end slavery. A You win! (I win.) D B E A If you (I) hold it in! Yeah.
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