Intro: D

Verse:
D                                        G           D
Through the winter’s ice and cold, down Nicollet Avenue,
   G                  D                                  A
a city aflame fought fire and ice, 'neath an occupier’s boots.
D                                             G               D
King Trump’s private army from the DHS, guns belted to their coats,
         G                D                           A     D
came to Minneapolis to enforce the law, or so their story goes.

Verse:
D                                 G                    D
Against smoke and rubber bullets, in the dawn’s early light,
G                   D                                         A   Asus4 A
citizens stood for justice, their voices ringing through the night.
     D                                  G                 D
And there were bloody footprints where mercy should have stood,
     G                        D                                     A   D
And two dead left to die on snow-filled streets, Alex Pretti and Renee Good.

Chorus:
        G                                                          D
Oh our Minneapolis, I hear your voice, singing through the bloody mist.
       G                                                     D
We’ll take our stand for this land, and the stranger in our midst.
     G                                                      D
Here in our home they killed and roamed, in the winter of ’26,
         D                                                    A        D
We’ll remember the names of those who died, on the streets of Minneapolis.

Verse:
 D                                G                 D
Trump’s federal thugs beat up on his face and his chest,
 G                 D                                          A   Asus4 A
then we heard the gunshots, and Alex Pretti lay in the snow, dead.
        D                                 G                  D
Their claim was "self defense, sir, just don’t believe your eyes",
           G                         D                                     A            D
It’s our blood and bones and these whistles and phones against Miller and Noem’s dirty lies.

Chorus:
        G                                                         D
Oh our Minneapolis, I hear your voice, crying through the bloody mist.
         D                                                   A         D
We’ll remember the names of those who died, on the streets of Minneapolis.

Harmonica solo: G D A D

Verse:
          D                                             G             D
Now they say they’re here to uphold the law, but they trample on our rights.
D        G                 D                                                    A   Asus4 A
If your skin is black or brown my friend, you can be questioned or deported on sight.
D                                            G                 D
In our chants of "ICE out now!", our city’s heart and soul persists,
D         G                D                            A         D
Through broken glass and bloody tears, on the streets of Minneapolis.

Chorus:
       G                                                           D
Oh our Minneapolis, I hear your voice, singing through the bloody mist.
     G                                                      D
Here in our home they killed and roamed, In the winter of ’26.
       G                                                     D
We’ll take our stand for this land, and the stranger in our midst!
         D                                                   A         D
We’ll remember the names of those who died, on the streets of Minneapolis,
         D                                                  A         D
We’ll remember the names of those who died on the streets of Minneapolis!
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