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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Gather round the fire boys,
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a story I will tell
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About a persecution Iâm sure you donât know well
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An Oklahoma tale of trading land and gems
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And goinâ down a river that you canât come back up
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again
[Verse 2]
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Anna Brown was killed in May of â21
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They made it look like Anna was just having too much fun
Meanwhile,
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in town they threw a big parade
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There stood William Hale and the range war that he waged
[Break]
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[Verse 3]
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Just across the county on that very day
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In a pool of blood did Charles Whitehorn lay
Charles was Annaâs cousin,
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so was Henry Roan
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Who died shortly after William Hale made him a loan
[Verse 4]
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William Hale had him a nephew whoâd married Mollie Kyle
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Mollie was Annaâs sister and it sunk in after while
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In cities across the country all the papers read
âReign of Terror Continues,
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Another Indian Deadâ
[Break]
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[Verse 5]
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Olâ Hickory Andrew Jackson drove âem down through
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Tennessee
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From Ohio came the Osage, the mountains,
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Cherokee
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They left âem there to wither on that southern Kansas
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soil
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But this was before the man discovered oil
[Verse 6]
Am Em Am
If you come around here with pretty flowers to sow
Em Am
You might stop and notice nobodyâs very old
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Grass grows so high it covers up the graves
Em Am
But listen for a while and it might start givinâ names
[Verse 7]
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They called him the King of the Osage Hills
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He went and got everybody killed
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Now they talk about the weather like itâs judgment coming
soon
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For the Killers of the Flower Moon
[Break]
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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Gather round the fire boys,
a story I will tell
About a persecution Iâm sure you donât know well
An Oklahoma tale of trading land and gems
And goinâ down a river that you canât come back up
again
[Verse 2]
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Anna Brown was killed in May of â21
They made it look like Anna was just having too much fun
Meanwhile,
in town they threw a big parade
There stood William Hale and the range war that he waged
[Break]
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[Verse 3]
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Just across the county on that very day
In a pool of blood did Charles Whitehorn lay
Charles was Annaâs cousin,
so was Henry Roan
Who died shortly after William Hale made him a loan
[Verse 4]
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| Em Am | - - | - Em | Am - |
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William Hale had him a nephew whoâd married Mollie Kyle
Mollie was Annaâs sister and it sunk in after while
In cities across the country all the papers read
âReign of Terror Continues,
Another Indian Deadâ
[Break]
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[Verse 5]
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Olâ Hickory Andrew Jackson drove âem down through
Tennessee
From Ohio came the Osage, the mountains,
Cherokee
They left âem there to wither on that southern Kansas
soil
But this was before the man discovered oil
[Verse 6]
Am | - - - Em |
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| - - - Em | - Am - - | - - - - | - Em - - |
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If you come around here with pretty flowers to sow
You might stop and notice nobodyâs very old
Grass grows so high it covers up the graves
But listen for a while and it might start givinâ names
[Verse 7]
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They called him the King of the Osage Hills
He went and got everybody killed
Now they talk about the weather like itâs judgment coming
soon
For the Killers of the Flower Moon
[Break]
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