Am Em Am Em Am Em Am Am Verse: Am Em Am Gather round the fire boys, a story I will tell Em Am About a persecution I’m sure you don’t know well Em Am An Oklahoma tale of trading land and gems Em Am Am Goin’ down a river that you can’t come back up again Am Em Am Anna Brown was killed in May of ‘21 Em Am They made it look like Anna was just having too much fun Em Am Meanwhile, in town they threw a big parade Em Am There stood William Hale and the range war that he waged Am Em Am Em Am Em Am Am Verse: Am Em Am Just across the county on that very day Em Am In a pool of blood did Charles Whitehorn lay Em Am Charles was Anna’s cousin, so was Henry Roan Em Am Am Who died shortly after William Hale made him a loan Am Em Am William Hale had him a nephew who’d married Molliе Kyle Em Am Mollie was Anna’s sister and it sunk in aftеr a while Em Am In cities across the country all the papers read Em Am “Reign of Terror Continues, Another Indian Dead” Am Em Am Em Am Em Am Am Verse: Am Em Am Ol’ Hickory Andrew Jackson drove ‘em down through Tennessee Em Am From Ohio came the Osage, the mountains, Cherokee Em Am They left ‘em there to wither on that southern Kansas soil Em Am Am But this was before the man discovered oil Am Em Am If you come around here with pretty flowers to sow Em Am You might stop and notice nobody’s very old Em Am Grass grows so high it covers up the graves Em Am Listen for a while and it might start givin’ names Outro: C Am They called him the King of the Osage Hills G Em He went and got everybody killed C Am Now they talk about the weather like it’s judgment coming soon Dm Em Am For the Killers of the Flower Moon Am Em Am Em Am
