The Rolling Stones - Indian Girl: chords

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Little Indian girl, where is your mama?
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Little Indian girl, where is your papa?
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He's fighting in the war in the streets of Masaya
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All the children were dead
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Except for the girl who said
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"Please Mister Gringo, please find my father"
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Lesson number one   better learn while you're young
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Life just goes on and on getting harder and harder
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Little Indian girl, from Nueva, Granada

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 Ma says there's no food, there's nothing left in the larder
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 Last piece of meat was eaten by the soldiers that raped her
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 Lesson number one  that you learn when you're young
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 Life just goes on and on getting harder and harder
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 Life just goes on and on getting harder and harder
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 Little Indian girls from Nueva, Granada
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 Little Indian girls from Nueva, Granada
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 Yes, I saw them today
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 It's a sight I would say
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 They're shooting down planes
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 With their M-16 and with laughter

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 Mr. Gringo, my father he ain't no Che Guevara
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 And he's fighting a war on the streets of Masaya
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 Little Indian girl where is your father?
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 Indian girl where is your momma?
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 They're fighting for Mr. Castro in the streets of Angola
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