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