6 acessos
D
Now the fog and smoke is lifting
D A
From the fallen row on row
D D A
In 1861 the prayed for God to keep their souls
D
Jimmy left home in April
D A
That was one year to the day
D
Writes his mother back home in Brighton
D A
But he ain't got much to say
G D
He's forgotten what his town looks like
A G A D A
The smell of death is all around
G D
He dreams of the blue Atlantic
A D G D A
To once again be homeward bound
D
Homeward bound
D
Though the road was long and winding
A D G D A
Many snares lay in their path
D
But their struggle they saw as righteous
A D G D A
The fought with might and stuck with wrath
G D
Now the battle hymns are playing
A G A D A
Report of shots not far ways
G D A
No prayer, no promise, no hand of God
D G D A
Could save their souls that April day
D
Tell their wives that they fought bravely
A D G D A
As they lay them in their graves
D
As the train pulled in the station
A D A
And the families gathered 'round
D
You could hear the first car echo
A D G D A
With a loud triumphant sound
D
But the last car it was silent
A D A
They listened close but they couldn't hear
D
It was laden down with coffins
A D G D A
That didn't speak and couldn't cheer
Chorus
Solo: D D A Bm9 G
D
As the train pulled in the station
A D A
And the families gathered 'round
Bm9
You could hear the first car echo
A D A
With a loud triumphant sound
G D
Now the battle hymns are playing
A G A D A
Report of shots not far away
G D A
No prayer, no promise, no hand of God
D G D A
Could save theirs souls that April day
G D
Now the battle hymns are playing
A G A D A
Report of shots not far away
G D A
No prayer, no promise, no hand of God
D G D A
Could save the souls of the blue and grey
D
Tell their wives that they fought bravely
A D G D A
As they lay them in their graves