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Well mister I just overheard you talking through your drink
Dm G
How the Russians lie like rugs how they've pushed us to the brink
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Now sit right here beside me I've an old man's tale to tell
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How Yanks and Reds were friends once... at the Elbe
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My name is Joe Polowski I hitched up in '41
Dm G
Left my sweetheart in Chicago and I learned to fire a gun
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The fog in the Ardennes so thick you could not see your nose
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Nor the ghosts in the Belgian wood advancing through the snow
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We left our dead behind us and we scaled the Dragon's Teeth
Dm G
With screaming mimis overhead not one of us could sleep
Am Em F G
Some fell to the enemy some fell to the creeping cold
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And I killed a German sniper who was not fourteen years old
F Am
When a soldier takes a hit my friend it ain't like Hollywood
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Bone and guts go flying and everywhere there's blood
Dm C
For a moment he is mystified there must be some mistake
F E
As it all drains out in a crimson lake
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Then April turned the weather and likewise the tide of war
Dm G
As haggard hungry Germans surrendered by the score
Am Em F G
And thank god for the Russians who took the battle's brunt
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And broke the back of the Wermacht along the eastern front
C G
Then we saw a burst of lilacs and the river swift and wide
Am Em
And rest and welcome waiting for us on the other side
C F C G Am F C G
And Yanks and Reds laughed out loud to be alive at the Elbe
Am G Am G C
We caught the glint of water and upon the distant shore
Dm G
Men and trucks and horses not German and not ours
Am Em F G
No bridge to cross but at the dock a boat securely tied
Am G C D F G Am
We blew the chain and rowed like demons for the other side
Am G Am G C
But when we stepped up on the land oh Jesus what a sight
Dm G
Blackened bodies of civilians like driftwood piled high
Am Em F G
Cut down by stray artillery -- what the hell is it all for
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We knelt and cursed the cruelty and madness men call war
F Am
Three Russians approached us, we shook hands and then embraced
G Am G/B C
Stalingrad had traced it's lines of sadness on their face
Dm C
Upon that field of corpses these weary happy men
F E
Swore an oath that it must never happen again
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And then we wept and cheered and spoke in languages unknown
Dm G
They poured us Russian vodka by god we drank it down
Am Em F G
We sang "The Volga Boatman" they sang "Tavern in the Town"
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I never kissed so many men as on that afternoon
C G
When we saw a burst of lilacs and the river swift and wide
Am Em
And rest and welcome waiting for us on the other side
C F C G Am F C G
And Yanks and Reds laughed out loud to be alive at the Elbe
Am G Am G C
But no sooner were we stateside than the cold war headlines read
Dm G
Commies in the unions commies under every bed
Am Em F G
Hurrah the Nazi devil's down long live the devil Red
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And not one word about the oath we swore amongst the dead
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There are kids today who'll tell you we fought Russia in the war
Dm G
There are armchair heroes set to settle some old score
Am Em F G
There are profiteers and pushers primed to send young men once more
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To blow themselves to glory on some godforsaken shore
F Am
So drape my coffin with the flag of the good old USA
G Am G/B C
Let Yanks in army khaki and Reds in Russian gray
Dm C
Lower me so gently into the German clay
F E
And speak again the oath we swore that day
C G
When we saw a burst of lilacs and the river swift and wide
Am Em
And rest and welcome waiting for us on the other side
C F C G Am F C G
And Yanks and Reds laughed out loud to be alive at the Elbe
At the Elbe
At the Elbe
- 1. Chord Gitar Fred Small - At The Elbe Kunci Dasar - Chords.id
- 2. Ganti Chord Gitar Fred Small - At The Elbe Kunci Dasar - Chords.id
- 3. Author Lagu Andra Ramadhan