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Some people say
/b
It's what we deserve
For sins against g-d
For crimes in the world
I wouldn't know
/b
I'm just holding the fort
/d
Since that day
They wounded New York
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Some people say
/d
They hate us of old
Our women unveiled
/e /f#
Our slaves and our gold
I wouldn't know
I'm just holding the fort
But answer me this
I won't take you to court
Did you Go crazy
Or did you report
/b
On that day
/d
On that day
They wounded New York
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(On that day they wounded New York)