Granger Smith – We Bleed Maroon chords

I got a little song for 'ya Aggs. ... I got frustrated trying to read this tab on 
another website that doesn't have a smart phone app.

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We Bleed Maroon : Granger Smith

Capo: 2 

Verse 1:
          D                    BmThere's a place in my heart, a spirit ne'er told
         A                            GA little town on the Brazos, A little ring made of gold
  D                Bm             A                    GI carry it with me wherever I go, just to remember the times

   D                              BmWe learned some from books, and a whole lot from livin'
    A                          GAnd we etched our names in the wood at The Chicken
  D                       BmI still hear the sound of spurs on the concrete
    A                          G                      AAnd that ol' train whistle blowing through the trees


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         G        D          A            DSo put a penny on Sully, and wish me some luck
    G             D               AAnd yell "Farmers Fight" when our boys are backed up
           G                D         A            BmThrow your arms 'round each other and sing "Hullabaloo"
       G              D       A          D 'Cause that's what we do when we bleed maroon


Verse 2:
D                        BmMidnight at Duncan, they still light the torches.
    A                           GAnd Reveille still barks at the Cav on their horses
     D                  BmI've seen 80,000 to the power of 12
           A                            G          It doesn't matter who comes to town, we still give 'em hell

          D                       BmAnd I was there at the stack on November 18
     A                          GWith logs on the ground, I fell down on my knees
       D                    Bm But we would not forget the 12 that we lost
   A                           G                 ASo we carved their names right there in the rock

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Verse 3:
    D                         BmAnd there late at night, If I listen real close
    A                                 GThe spirit still whispers through the crooked live oaks
    D                     BmAnd I hear my father, and his dad before
    A                                G                   AAnd all those brave Aggies who never came back from war

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Bridge:
     G               D           A              BmSay "here" for me at Muster when my time comes, too
       G              D       A        D'Cause that's what we do when we bleed Maroon
      G              D       A        DYeah, that's what we do when we bleed Maroon

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Gig'Em Aggs - '12