Civil War Suite – John Denver

Civil War Suite – John Denver

Nghệ sĩ: John Denver

Hợp Âm Chuẩn
DÂY: Standard E
Tone gốc: C | Đổi cung: 0 | Capo:
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Hợp âm bài hát (9):
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 B|----7----|----4----|----5----|
 G|----6----|----4----|----6----|
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 Oh, hear the drums thunder; they sound such a wonder.
 A young soldier lad marches off with his gun.
 With his bangles and spangles and bright golden buttons,
 Bright golden buttons that shine in the sun.
 Oh, the cannons are screaming, or is it my dreaming?
 Young men will stumble and fall in the dust.
 And the cheers turn to crying when life turns to dying,
 And bright golden buttons have all turned to rust.
    
    
 Boom bah bah boom bah bah boom,
 Twelve riders in the gloom.
 Seven show red and the rest are dead,
 But the First Battalion's home.
 Boom bah bah boom bah bah boom,
 You can hear the hoof beats boom.
 The drums are low and the pace is slow,
 But the First Battalion's home.
    
 So run to your homes, Virginia gals,
 Fix your hair with pins,
 Give them wine and kisses,
 But don't ask them where they'd been!
    
 Boom bah bah boom bah bah boom,
 And Richmond is their tomb.
 There's a hundred still at Richmond,
 Three hundred dead at Gettysburg,
 And a hundred more they've never found,
 But the First Battalion's home!
 There's a battle raging somewhere,
 And its thunder shakes the ground.
 Terrible silence, when it's over?
 Only death makes such a sound.
 And I see, yes, I see,
 On the last day of July.
 And I see, oh, yes I see,
 On the last day of July.
 What's that moving in the shadows?
 What is this that's drawing nigh?
 It's the reaper, moving silent,
 Must be someone's turn to die.
 And I see, yes, I see,
 On the last day of July.
 And I see, oh, yes I see,
 On the last day of July.
 I said I see, oh, yes I see,
 On the last day of July.
    
 Two brothers on their way.
 Two brothers on their way.
 Two brothers on their way,
 One wore blue and one wore gray.
 One wore blue and one wore gray,
 As they marched along their way.
 The fife and drum began to play,
 All on a beautiful morning.
 One was gentle, one was kind.
 One was gentle, one was kind.
 One came home, one stayed behind
 Cannonball don't pay no mind.
 Cannonball don't pay no mind
 Though you're gentle, or you're kind,
 It don't care for the folks behind,
 All on a beautiful morning.
 Two girls waiting by the railroad track.
 Two girls waiting by the railroad track,
 For their darlings to come back,
 One wore blue and one wore black.
 One wore blue and one wore black,
 Waiting by the railroad track,
 For their darlings to come back,
 All on a beautiful morning.
    
    
 Boom bah bah boom bah bah boom,
 And Richmond is their tomb.
 There's a hundred still at Richmond,
 Three hundred dead at Gettysburg,
 And a hundred more they've never found,
 Yes, a hundred more they've never found,
 But the First Battalion's home!

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