Julie Miller Two Soldiers arranged by Julie & Buddy Miller
trad.
Julie Miller vocals/acoustic guitar
Emmylou Harris vocals
Buddy Miller guitar
Brady Blades drums
Joey Spampinato bass
Phil Madeira accordion
Ed Forte hurdy gurdy
Steve Hindalong percussion
[C] [F] [C]
[C]He was j[G]ust a blue-eyed [F]Boston boy
His voice was low with [C]pain
I'll [G]do your bidding [F]comrade mine
If I ride back [C]again
But [G]if you ride back and [C]I am left
You'll [G]do as much for me
Mother you [C]know must [F]hear the news
So write to her tend[C]erly[G][C][F][C]
She's [G]waiting at home like a [F]patient saint
Her fond face pale with [C]woe
Her [G]heart will be broken [F]when I am gone
I'll see her soon I [C]know
Just [G]then the order [C]came to charge
For an [G]instance hand touched hand
[G]They said aye and [F]away they rode
That brave and devoted [C]band[G][C][F][C][G][C][F][C]
Straight [G]was the track to the [F]top of the hill
The rebels they shot and [C]shelled
Plowed [G]furrows of [C]death
Through the [F]toiling ranks
And guarded them as they [C]fell
[G]There soon came a horrible [C]dying yell
>From[G] heights that they could not gain
And those who [C]doom and d[F]eath had spared
Rode slowly back [C]again[G][C][F][C][G][C][F][C]
But [G]among the dead that were [F]left on the hill
Was the boy with the curly [C]hair
The [G]tall dark man who [F]rode by his side
Lay dead beside him [C]there
There's [G]no one to write to the [C]blue-eyed girl
The [G]words that her lover had said
Momma you [C]know a[F]waits the news
[F]And she'll only know he's [C]dead
>From Julie Miller "Broken Things"
Hightone Records 1999
trad.
Julie Miller vocals/acoustic guitar
Emmylou Harris vocals
Buddy Miller guitar
Brady Blades drums
Joey Spampinato bass
Phil Madeira accordion
Ed Forte hurdy gurdy
Steve Hindalong percussion
[C] [F] [C]
[C]He was j[G]ust a blue-eyed [F]Boston boy
His voice was low with [C]pain
I'll [G]do your bidding [F]comrade mine
If I ride back [C]again
But [G]if you ride back and [C]I am left
You'll [G]do as much for me
Mother you [C]know must [F]hear the news
So write to her tend[C]erly[G][C][F][C]
She's [G]waiting at home like a [F]patient saint
Her fond face pale with [C]woe
Her [G]heart will be broken [F]when I am gone
I'll see her soon I [C]know
Just [G]then the order [C]came to charge
For an [G]instance hand touched hand
[G]They said aye and [F]away they rode
That brave and devoted [C]band[G][C][F][C][G][C][F][C]
Straight [G]was the track to the [F]top of the hill
The rebels they shot and [C]shelled
Plowed [G]furrows of [C]death
Through the [F]toiling ranks
And guarded them as they [C]fell
[G]There soon came a horrible [C]dying yell
>From[G] heights that they could not gain
And those who [C]doom and d[F]eath had spared
Rode slowly back [C]again[G][C][F][C][G][C][F][C]
But [G]among the dead that were [F]left on the hill
Was the boy with the curly [C]hair
The [G]tall dark man who [F]rode by his side
Lay dead beside him [C]there
There's [G]no one to write to the [C]blue-eyed girl
The [G]words that her lover had said
Momma you [C]know a[F]waits the news
[F]And she'll only know he's [C]dead
>From Julie Miller "Broken Things"
Hightone Records 1999
