A Fathers Arms, Yonder Mountain String Band, Town by Town (2006)
Intro:
[D] [A] [Bm] [G] [D] [A]
[D]The news it came to [A]me as a sur[Bm]prise
And I k[G]new that I would [D]have to deal in [A]time
And as the [D]messenger w[A]alked right off the p[Bm]orch
A mem[G]ory came to [D]me from times bef[A]ore
I remember when my dad was called away
My mother put his pictures all away
And now the time had come for me to go
To my love my tears I tried not to show
Chorus:
[G]With tear drops on my [A]face
Thinking '[D]bout that old hom[Bm]eplace
[G]Riding across the [A]planes in the r[D]ain
Banjo Solo
The [D]letters from my [A]dad described the [Bm]war
His [G]food was canned, [D]his boots they made him [A]sore
And one [D]letter from my [A]dad spoke of a [Bm]friend
Who got [G]lost between the [D]water and the [A]land
Now I'm the one writing letters to my son
I'll be home as soon as the fightin's done
With my gun in hand I guess it's hard to see
What it was that used to be inside of me
( Chorus )
(Guitar Solo)
[Bm]Today we moved in sight of the [F#]enemy
Though I di[A]dn't even know what they had d[F#]one
The g[Bm]eneral yelled to me, [F#]when I count to three
[A]Get on your feet and start to [Bm]run[F#][A]
[D]That's the last [A]event I can r[Bm]ecall
The t[G]ent was big but [D]could not hold us [A]all
Though I'll [D]never know what [A]got the best of [Bm]me
I [G]swear I felt my [D]dad looking over [A]me
( Chorus - x2 )
enjoy!
Intro:
[D] [A] [Bm] [G] [D] [A]
[D]The news it came to [A]me as a sur[Bm]prise
And I k[G]new that I would [D]have to deal in [A]time
And as the [D]messenger w[A]alked right off the p[Bm]orch
A mem[G]ory came to [D]me from times bef[A]ore
I remember when my dad was called away
My mother put his pictures all away
And now the time had come for me to go
To my love my tears I tried not to show
Chorus:
[G]With tear drops on my [A]face
Thinking '[D]bout that old hom[Bm]eplace
[G]Riding across the [A]planes in the r[D]ain
Banjo Solo
The [D]letters from my [A]dad described the [Bm]war
His [G]food was canned, [D]his boots they made him [A]sore
And one [D]letter from my [A]dad spoke of a [Bm]friend
Who got [G]lost between the [D]water and the [A]land
Now I'm the one writing letters to my son
I'll be home as soon as the fightin's done
With my gun in hand I guess it's hard to see
What it was that used to be inside of me
( Chorus )
(Guitar Solo)
[Bm]Today we moved in sight of the [F#]enemy
Though I di[A]dn't even know what they had d[F#]one
The g[Bm]eneral yelled to me, [F#]when I count to three
[A]Get on your feet and start to [Bm]run[F#][A]
[D]That's the last [A]event I can r[Bm]ecall
The t[G]ent was big but [D]could not hold us [A]all
Though I'll [D]never know what [A]got the best of [Bm]me
I [G]swear I felt my [D]dad looking over [A]me
( Chorus - x2 )
enjoy!
