Capo the 2nd fret....
The same chords continue throughout...
[Am] [C]
[F] [C] [G]
[Am]I lost my Englis[C]h soul,
[F]Pulling o[C]ut th[G]e corpse,
[Am]Sheltering in the Tren[C]ches again,
[F]crying [C]for [G]remorse,
[Am]I let my ar[C]ms down,
walked away in a trance,
there's parts of me laid out,
all over France,
so I took my last waltz,
Got caught up in the wire,
wrote a letter for my love,
as I head from the fire,
an old soldier carrying me,
way to the coast, he bathe my wounds in the sea,
I'm in the hands of a ghost, I'm in the hands of a ghost
Their boats came on in,
I tried to run away,
I got taken hard by the throat,
in the burning light of day
set down by the iron punch,
so broken and alone,
left my blood on the beach for the tide to take me home
see my girl she gave up,
she had taken me for dead,
she forgot all her promises and everything she said,
living in the darkest dream,
I rose up in the cold
& this scar that I wear outside,
is two years old,
and this scar that I wear outside,
is two years old,
two years old
living in the past,
living by the mile I took the same walk down,
that I did as a child,
the flags flew for a man,
unaware of the fate, no one saw me walk down, on my very last parade,
so thoughts turn to dust,
so I headed for the mound,
I strayed up the path, waiting for the count,
living in the darkest dream so broken and all alone
this pain that I have inside is two years old
these scars that I have inside are more than two years old
these pain that I have inside is two years old
these scars that I wear inside is more than two years old
is more than two years(x5)
The same chords continue throughout...
[Am] [C]
[F] [C] [G]
[Am]I lost my Englis[C]h soul,
[F]Pulling o[C]ut th[G]e corpse,
[Am]Sheltering in the Tren[C]ches again,
[F]crying [C]for [G]remorse,
[Am]I let my ar[C]ms down,
walked away in a trance,
there's parts of me laid out,
all over France,
so I took my last waltz,
Got caught up in the wire,
wrote a letter for my love,
as I head from the fire,
an old soldier carrying me,
way to the coast, he bathe my wounds in the sea,
I'm in the hands of a ghost, I'm in the hands of a ghost
Their boats came on in,
I tried to run away,
I got taken hard by the throat,
in the burning light of day
set down by the iron punch,
so broken and alone,
left my blood on the beach for the tide to take me home
see my girl she gave up,
she had taken me for dead,
she forgot all her promises and everything she said,
living in the darkest dream,
I rose up in the cold
& this scar that I wear outside,
is two years old,
and this scar that I wear outside,
is two years old,
two years old
living in the past,
living by the mile I took the same walk down,
that I did as a child,
the flags flew for a man,
unaware of the fate, no one saw me walk down, on my very last parade,
so thoughts turn to dust,
so I headed for the mound,
I strayed up the path, waiting for the count,
living in the darkest dream so broken and all alone
this pain that I have inside is two years old
these scars that I have inside are more than two years old
these pain that I have inside is two years old
these scars that I wear inside is more than two years old
is more than two years(x5)
