Tonalidad: G# minor•
Intro 1
G#m
E
D#m
E
G#m
E
D#m
E
G#m
E
D#m
E
G#m
E
D#m
E
Verse 1
G#m
[Verse 1]
Reminiscin' back
E
when I was only a child
D#m
Back in the days of livin'
E
carefree lifestyles
G#m
As long as we wasn't caught,
E
bein' bad was cool
D#m
and we were never at a loss
E
for something to get into
G#m
Chil dren in the neighbourhood,
E
down at the park
D#m
Sunny days when we played
E
at the old schoolyard
G#m
where kick in' it live was
E
a familiar scene
D#m
B
E
Kenny M. and Big Gene know what I mean
C#m
A
But nowadays it seems life
just ain't the same
G#m
Everybody's involved
in the game or a gang
A
C#m
A
and when we die,
it seem like nobody cares
G#m
It ain't no love in they cold-
Thinkin' of payback, of makin' a hit
G#m
Now Cowboys and Indians
A
become real- life shit
C#m
A
and life means nothin'
G#m
when the heart is cold
E
It ain't the same as the days of old.
G#m
E
D#m
E
G#m
E
D#m
E
Yeah...it ain't the same as the days of old.
G#m
E
D#m
E
G#m
E
Verse 2
D#m
E
[Verse 2]
G#m
It's a unity thing,
E
much love for my people here
D#m
But what good is love if the people
E
don't really care?
G#m
E
The triggers are cold at the O.K. Corral
D#m
E
but it ain't O.K. when my people live foul
G#m
Another sad case
E
of the black- on- black
D#m
It's a fact, some of our people
E
don't know how to act
G#m
Can't go to the club,
E
can't to the store
D#m
Can't chill with your girl,
E
can't go to the show
C#m
A
Can't do anything without
some fool actin' up
G#m
You start to believe that black
A
folk are savage but
before you do, allow me to say
G#m
that in the old days we didn't act that way,
A
see
Kings and Queens were the names
G#m
of the righteous
but the sons of slaves are insane
A
and we might just
self- destruct and erupt
G#m
without a chance to grow
E
G#m
This ain't the days of old.
E
D#m
E
G#m
E
Verse 3
D#sus4
D#m
E
Damn...this ain't the days of old.
G#m
E
D#m
E
I
G#m
E
don't
know...c'mon.
Verse 4
D#m
E
[Sound bite of George Bush]
G#m
There is no match for a united Amer
E
G#m
ica...a determined America...an
D#m
G#m
E
G#m
angry America...our outrage again
F#
C#m
A
st the ploy unites us, brings us
G#m
A
C#m
together behind this one plan of action
A
G#m
- an assault on every front.
Better wake up...
A
[Verse 3] So I say,
Verse 5
G#m
what will it take
E
before we change up?
D#m
Some more of us dead,
E
or more of us locked up?
G#m
Or maybe even more of us
E
will blame the white man
D#m
before we understand now the
E
problem's not him
G#m
E
What I'm tellin' ya is actual fact
D#m
I'm ain't pro- human 'cause
E
all humans ain't pro- black
G#m
E
Remember in your mind
that there still exists
D#m
E
a plan to bring down a black fist
C#m
A
See the struggle is up hill,
G#m
life's at a standstill
Jack popped Jill now
A
he don't act real
And every livin' moment
got her singin' the blues
G#m
Her sole provider can't af
A
ford the baby's shoes
That's the cycle so many
G#m
of us go through
America's black holocaust
A
continues
and I just hope we wake
G#m
up soon before we fold
E
G#m
E
D#m
I miss the days of old.
E
G#m
E
D#m
E
Damn...I miss the days of old.
Outro 1
G#m
E
D#m
E
G#m
E
D#m
E
G#m
E
D#m
E
G#m
Listen...it ain't the same as the days of old.
E
D#m
E
G#m
E
D#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
E
D#m
E
D#m
E
¿Qué te pareció la canción?
Necesitas iniciar sesión para dejar una calificación.
AfinadorE A D G B E
AcordesG#m E D#m B C#m...
G#m
E
D#m
B
C#m
A
D#sus4
F#
Cejillo: 4
Transportar: 0
0
Acordes populares a nivel mundial
Acordes y tablaturas más tocados entre todos los usuarios
Añadido recientemente
Acordes y tablaturas añadidos recientemente