The Wailing Souls — Sweet Black Angel
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Вступление [Intro] G G Free the sweet black slave, free the sweet black slave. [Verse 1] D G D G Got a sweet black angel, got a pin up girl D G D G Got a sweet black angel, up upon my wall D G D G Well, she ain't no singer and she ain't no star D G D G But she sure look good and she move so fast. [Chorus] Em Am Yes the girl in danger, yes the girl in chains D G Yet she keep on pushin', would you do the same Em Am She's countin' up the minutes, she's countin' up the days D G She's a sweet black angel, oooh, not a sweet black slave. D G D G not a sweet black slave, not a sweet black slave. D G D G not a sweet black slave, not a sweet black slave. [Instrumental] G G G D x8 [Verse 2] D G D G Ten little youths sittin' on the wall D G D G Their brothers been fallin', fallin' one by one D G D G For the judges in a judges court, D G D G Now the judge he's gonna judge her, for all that he's worth. [Chorus] Em Am But the girl in danger, yes the girl in chains D G Yet she keep on pushin', would you take her place Em Am She's countin' up the minutes, she's countin' up the days D She's a sweet black angel, not a gun toting teacher D Not a red lovin' school mom, ain't someone gonna free her G D G Free the sweet black slave, free the sweet black slave. D G D G Free the sweet black slave, free the sweet black slave...
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