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Til The Last Shots Fired by Trace Adkins
Til The Last Shots Fired
Intro:
F#m Dsus4
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|---------|-2---strings after---|-3-------| x2
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Verse 1
F#m F#m/E D D/E D/F#
I was there in the winter of '64, camped in the ice at Nashville's door.
A A/G# F#m E E/C# D
Three-hundred miles our trail had led, we barely had time to bury our dead.
D E E E/C# D
When the yankees charged and the colors fell, Overton Hill was a living hell.
D E
When we called retreat it was almost dark,
E E/C# Dmaj7
I died with a grape-shot in my heart.
Chorus
D E F#m D D/C# Esus4 E
Say a prayer for peace, for every fallen son.
D E F#m D D/C# Esus4 E
Set my spirit free, let me lay down my gun.
Bm Bm/C# D
Sweet Mother Mary, I'm so tired,
D D/E F#m E
but I can't come home til the last shot's fired.
Verse 2
F#m F#m/E D D D/E D/F#
In June of 1944, I waded in the blood of Omaha's shore.
A A/G# F#m E E/C# D
Twenty-one and scared to death, my heart poundin' in my chest.
D E E E/C# D
I almost made the first sea wall, when my friends turned and saw me fall.
D E
I still smell the smoke, I can taste the mud,
E E/C# Dmaj7
as I lay there dying from a loss of blood.
Chorus
Interlude
D E
I'm in the fields of Vietnam, the mountains of Afghanistan,
D E
And I'm still hopin', waitin', prayin' I did not die in vain.
Chorus (reprise)
D E F#m D D/C# Esus4 E
Say a prayer for peace, for every fallen son.
D E F#m D D/C# Esus4 E
Set our spirits free, let us lay down our guns.
Bm Bm/C# D
Sweet Mother Mary, We're so tired,
D D/E F#m
but We can't come home til the last shot's fired.
D F#m D
Til the Last Shot's Fired.
[closing chorus is a cappella]
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version 2
CAPO 2
INTRO:
Em D C EM D C C
e---------------0-------------------0----------------0---------------------0
b-------------0---------------1--------------------0-----------------1-----1
g-----------0-------------------0----------------0---------------------0---0
d----2----2---------4p2p0---2-----2--------2---2---------4p2p0-----2-----2-2
a-0h2----------------------3------------0h2----------------------3---------3
e------0-------------------------------------0-----------------------------0
after this just find a fingerstyle that goes with the
beat and keep playing it until the chorus.
then you can play the full chord if you want.
Em D C
I was there in the winter of '64
Am D Em
When we camped in the ice at Nashville's doors
G C D
Three hundred miles our trail had led
Am C Em
We barely had time to bury our dead
Em C D
When the Yankees charged and the colors fell
Am C Em
Overton hill was a living hell
Em C D
When we called retreat it was almost dark
Am C Em
I died with a grapeshot in my heart
Em(C) D C(Em) the parenthesis is where im not sure which chord
Say a prayer for peace to play. you can decide for yourself.i put it
C G D the way i play it.
For every fallen son
Em(C) D C(Em)
Set my spirit free
C G D
Let me lay down my gun
Am C Em
Sweet mother Mary I'm so tired
C D Em
But I can't come home 'til the last shot's fired
(same chords from here on out)
In June of 1944
I waited in the blood of Omaha's shores
Twenty-one and scared to death
My heart poundin' in my chest
I almost made the first seawall
When my friends turned and saw me fall
I still smell the smoke, I can taste the mud
As I lay there dying from a loss of blood
Say a prayer for peace
For every fallen son
Set my spirit free
Let me lay down my gun
Sweet mother Mary I'm so tired
But I can't come home 'til
the last shot's fired
bridge:
C
I'm in the fields of Vietnam,
D
The mountains of Afghanistan
C
And I'm still hopin', waitin', prayin'
D
I did not die in vain
Say a prayer for peace
For every fallen son
Set our spirits free
Let us lay down our guns
Sweet mother Mary we're so tired
But we can't come home 'til
the last shot's fired
'Til the last shot's fired
[Choir:]
Say a prayer for peace (for peace)
For our daughters and our sons
Set our spirits free (set us free)
Let us lay down our guns
[Trace:]
Sweet mother Mary, we're so tired
But we can't come home (No
we can't come home)
[Choir:]
'Til the last shot's fired
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