- chords and LYRICS
(Demo is in F major)
I IV
Oak tree dying, in the yard across the street
V I
There’s a woman in 304, everybody’s glad to meet
I IV
Bearing down on thoughts I think and things that catch my eye
ii V
This ain’t just the place I live, this is the place I’ll die
IV
These are my people
I
These are my friends
ii
People I count on
V
When shit hits the fan
I
They got my back
IV
I got theirs
ii
They made me who I am
V
They’re the people who care
I
These are my people
Abigail Jones got a place up the block
Been here since ‘69, she keeps her money in a sock
Mrs Jones would always say, she’s great, she’s doing swell
To talk to her is quite a laugh, with the stories she can tell
These are my people
These are my friends
People I count on
When shit hits the fan
They got my back
And I got theirs
They made me who I am
They’re the people who care
These are my people
There goes Mr Berman, in a chair on his front porch
Anytime you wanna talk, you to talk to him of course
He’ll tell about his time at war and the things that time forgot
He can tell you what it is and what its not
These are my people
These are my friends
People I count on
When shit hits the fan
They got my back
I got theirs
They made me who I am
They’re the people who care
These are my people
IV V I vi
I got a girl that’s living on the corner of fourth and Oak
IV V I
She’s the sweetest thing, but buddy I don’t like to boast
IV V I vi
I just call her my lovely lass and she just calls me hon
II ii V
We like living free , we like having fun
These are my people
These are my friends
People I count on
When shit hits the fan
They got my back
I got theirs
They made me who I am
They’re the people who care
These are my people
These are my people