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B[G]lack go[D]ld in a wh[G]ite pli[D]ght
Won't you [C]fill up the t[E7]ank, let[A]'s go for a r[D]ide
[G]I don't c[D]are about no[G] wheelcha[D]ir
I've got so m[C]uch l[E7]eft to [A]do with my l[D]ife

Moving backwards through time Never learn, never mind 
That side's yours, this side's mine Brother you ain't my 

You're a black soldier, white fight
Won't you fill up the tank let's go for a ride
Sure'd like to feel some pride
But this place just makes me feel sad inside
[C]Mother, d[E]o you know where your kids are t[A]onight?

[G][D][G][D]
[C][E7][A][D]

Keeps the kids of the streets 
Gives them something to do, something to eat

This spot was a playground 
This flat land used to be a town 

Black gold in a white plight
Won't you fill up the tank, let's go for a ride
Sure'd like to feel some pride
But this place just makes me feel sad inside

Black gold in a white plight
Won't you fill up the tank, let's go for a ride
I don't care 'bout no wheelchair
I've got so much left to do with my life

[C][E][A]