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Minnesota 1945 
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(G chords are simplified!)

(6 capo)

(Intro)
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And this is what she told me, and this is my story
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I was born in Minnesota in 1945
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And there were guns in Northern Africa and guns in central Italy
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There were men in the South Pacific losing their lives
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Hmmmmmm		Ooooooh

My mother was a black woman and my father was a white man
And in the middle of midwestern winter they took cover in the night
And he fumbled with his apartment keys and she searched for conversation pieces
And they say down in his living room and the world dissappeared

Hmmmmmm		Ooooooh

(Chorus)

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You are the burlap sack, you are Indian silk
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You are the terror and comfort of night
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You are white and black and I am chocolate milk
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I am the breadth and you are the height
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You are all of the evil and the kindness I have seen
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And I am the in-between

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And they talked about injustice and they talked about freedom
And they talked about Hitler and they love to piss him off
And they talked about forgiveness and they cried for their loneliness
And they talked about belonging immigrant lives

Hmmmmmm		Ooooooh

(Chorus with Robbie harmony)

(A cappella)
And the snow raged past the window and they held on to each other
And they stared out at Minnesota and everything looked the same

(Verse chords)
And this is what she told me these many years later
I was born in Minnesota 1945

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Hmmmmmm