Orphans Of Wealth
Don McLean
------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ORPHANS OF WEALTH - Don Mclean ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by:Trephinix Email: Tuning:EADGBE Capo on 1st fret note: he uses a lot of little fills but they are easy to figure out when you listen to the recording. The main ones are: on the G chord that ends the chorus and every second line in the verse he plays something on the chords in the verse and chorus. Before the Final G in the outro he plays: A--3--2--0-| intro: e|-----------------3--------------------| B|-----------------3--------------------| G|-----------------0--------------------| D|-----------------0--------------------| A|--------0--2--3--2-----0--2--3--------| E|---3-------------3--------------------| There is no time to discuss or debate What is right what is wrong for our people Time has run out for all those who wait With bent limbs and minds that are feeble Chorus: And the rain falls and blows through their window And the snow falls and blows through their door And the seasons revolve ’mid their sounds of starvation When the tides rise they cover the floor And they come from the north and they come from the south And they come from the hills and they valleys And they’re migrants and farmers and miners and humans Our census neglected to tally chorus And they’re African Mexican Caucasian Indian Hungry and hopeless Americans The orphans of wealth and of adequate health Disowned by this nation they live in And with weather-worn hands On bread lines they stand Yet but one more degradation Yes and they’re treated like tramps While we sell them food stamps This thriving and prosperous nation Chorus And with roaches and rickets and rats in the thickets Infested diseased and decaying With rags and no shoes and skin sores that ooze By the poisonous pools they are playing In shacks of two rooms that are rotting wood tombs With corpses breathing inside them Yes and we pity their plight as they call in the night And we do all that we can do to hide them outro: And the rain falls and blows through their window And the snow falls in white drifts that fall and the tides rise with floods in the nursery and a child is crying hes hungry and cold his life has been sold his young face looks old its the face of america dying ===============================================================================
