CAPO 2
D#m G#m / D#m G#m
D#m B/C#
I was there in the winter of '64
G#m B D#m
When we camped in the ice at Nashville's doors
F# B C#
Three hundred miles our trail had led
G#m B D#m
We barely had time to bury our dead
F# B C#
When the Yankees charged and the colors fell
G#m B D#m
Overton hill was a living hell
F# B C#
When we called retreat it was almost dark
G#m B D#m
I died with a grapeshot in my heart
B C# D#m
Say a prayer for peace
B F# C#
For every fallen son
B C# D#m
Set my spirit free
B F# C#
Let me lay down my gun
G#m B C#
Sweet mother Mary I'm so tired
B C# D#m
But I can't come home 'til the last shot's fired
D#m G#m / D#m G#m
D#m B/C#
In June of 1944
G#m B D#m
I waited in the blood of Omaha's shores
F# B C#
Twenty-one and scared to death
G#m B D#m
My heart poundin' in my chest
F# B C#
I almost made the first seawall
G#m B D#m
When my friends turned and saw me fall
F# B C#
I still smell the smoke, I can taste the mud
G#m B D#m
As I lay there dying from a loss of blood
CHORUS
B
I'm in the fields of Vietnam,
C#
The mountains of Afghanistan
B
And I'm still hopin', waitin', prayin'
C#
I did not die in vain
CHORUS