Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
BRING THE BOYS BACK HOME
Intro C / Em / F / G 2x
C Am F G
A soldier cried out; my god we killed them all
C Am F G
We ve ruined their land I cannot understand my view was so small
C Am F G
We where young we had no jobs, they lured us to join
C Am F G
They paid us well, but they gave us hell a total disguard of human live
F G C Em
And the president will put a meddle on your breast if he thinks you are the best
F G C Em F G
But there are no stories in the press how it really was; a mess
F G C Em
And all the ones who did not return, when will we ever learn
F G C Em F G
That war is no video play, no matter what they say
C Am F G
Bring the boys back home, bring the boys back home.
C Am F G
Please bring them back, bring them back, bring the boys back home.
C / Em / F / G 2x
Now I am back unlucky they caught me in a trap
Sittin in a wheel chair oxygen on my lap
For me no meddle from the president, he does not respect a soldier who has lost
He only cares for his imagine he doesn’t care who bites to dust
And all the voices scream in my mind
Will never have peace of mind
There is no such thing as a winnable war
So where are you fighting for
Bring the boys back home, bring the boys back home.
Please bring them back, bring them back, and bring the boys back home
And mama cried what have you done, they killed my son!
Please bring them back, bring them back, and bring the boys back home
HARRYLOCOPRODUCTIONS ©
Intro C / Em / F / G 2x
C Am F G
A soldier cried out; my god we killed them all
C Am F G
We ve ruined their land I cannot understand my view was so small
C Am F G
We where young we had no jobs, they lured us to join
C Am F G
They paid us well, but they gave us hell a total disguard of human live
F G C Em
And the president will put a meddle on your breast if he thinks you are the best
F G C Em F G
But there are no stories in the press how it really was; a mess
F G C Em
And all the ones who did not return, when will we ever learn
F G C Em F G
That war is no video play, no matter what they say
C Am F G
Bring the boys back home, bring the boys back home.
C Am F G
Please bring them back, bring them back, bring the boys back home.
C / Em / F / G 2x
Now I am back unlucky they caught me in a trap
Sittin in a wheel chair oxygen on my lap
For me no meddle from the president, he does not respect a soldier who has lost
He only cares for his imagine he doesn’t care who bites to dust
And all the voices scream in my mind
Will never have peace of mind
There is no such thing as a winnable war
So where are you fighting for
Bring the boys back home, bring the boys back home.
Please bring them back, bring them back, and bring the boys back home
And mama cried what have you done, they killed my son!
Please bring them back, bring them back, and bring the boys back home
HARRYLOCOPRODUCTIONS ©
Harry Radford
Harry Richman
Harry S Miller
Harry Seaton
Harry Secombe