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The Troopie by John Edmond


            The Troopie 



Tuning:E A D G B E
Key:G
Capo:no capo

[Verse 1]
 
G           D       C             G
Torn by the thorns, burned by the sun;
C            G        Em        D
Footsore and weary, a job to be done.
G         D         C           G
Suffering cold, and danger, and thirst;
   C             G         D             G
No thought of himself, his country comes first.
 
[Chorus]
 
    C            G            D            G
The troopie, the troopie, the pride of the land;
    C         G            Em             D
His image was carved by an old sculptor's hand.
G             D          C           G
Preachers and poets have all paid respect,
        C            G            D        G
And the nation will, too, if they never forget.
 
C G D G
 
[Verse 2]
 
    G          D         C         G
His statue was placed on such holy ground,
     C           G        Em        D
With comrades in arms all gathered around.
G           D          C           G
All were so proud, but one of them cried,
        C              G           D              G
For the troopie looked just like a friend who had died.
 
[Chorus]
 
    C            G            D            G
The troopie, the troopie, the pride of the land;
    C         G            Em             D
His image was carved by an old sculptor's hand.
G             D          C           G
Preachers and poets have all paid respect,
        C            G            D        G
And the nation will, too, if they never forget.
 
C G D G
 
[Verse 3]
 
    G              D         C         G
The troopie stands tall, his battle is won.
    C         G                Em              D
His eyes ever forward, through rain, wind, and sun.
    G         D            C            G
The face of a boy, who can fight like a lion,
  C         G                D       G
A legend to last through the eons of time.
 
[Chorus]
 
    C            G            D            G
The troopie, the troopie, the pride of the land;
    C         G            Em             D
His image was carved by an old sculptor's hand.
G             D          C           G
Preachers and poets have all paid respect,
        C            G            D        G
And the nation will, too, if they never forget.
 
    C            G            D            G
The troopie, the troopie, the pride of the land;
    C         G            Em             D
His image was carved by an old sculptor's hand.
G             D          C           G
Preachers and poets have all paid respect,
        C            G            D        G
And the nation will, too, if they never forget.
 
 




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