Heal, Bowden

Heal, Bowden

B E A Drivin' down Ancestor Road, God damn, we hit a pothole.

B E A The door swung open and a kid flew out. Man, we were out of control

E We pulled over and gathered round. We wouldn't let one of our own down.

B From behind the spirits came. Ancestors by DNA.

D F# B We sang a song, a little chant from our Soul:

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Abm E Eb Heal, Bowden.

Abm E F# Abm Heal, Bowden.

B E A Baby Bowden needs our help, from the young to the old.

B E A We all pull together, and keep him from getting too cold.

E He's gettin' the best care there is: Love from all his Ancestors.

B His Great-Great-Grandpa's now holdin' him. His still a great Shaman.

D F# B He's singin' a song, a little chant from his Soul:

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B E A Just like all little kids, Bowden finally got up.

B E A We all cheered and did a dance for our hurt little pup.

E There'll be more bruises, scrapes and cuts. The road is often full of ruts.

B But we got kisses to ease the pain and blessings from our Ancestor's name,

D F# B who's singin' a song, a little chant from her Soul:

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B E A

Abm E Eb Heal, Bowden.