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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!
The marine
no capo DONT PLAY THE E STRING WITH ANY CHORD! Chords played the same throughout entire song
Dsus G/C G
theyre he sat down with his boots on and tied
gun strapped around his back with tears in his eyes
staring at a picture of his wife and his son
in two more days he’ll be back with both of them
gun fire crossed the streets as he sat there in his hole
the bullet wound in his chest was no match for his soul
gave his life for all 10 men, a true marine he was
as his eyes grew dim he smiled because
hes goin homeeeeeeeeee
goin homeeeeee
homeeeeeeee
homeeeeeee
Theyre she sat down with her necklace in her hand
the one he gave to her before he left to Iran
staring its glimmer, the luxery and the shine
the gift of her marine is a gift of divine
hes comin homeeeeeeeeeeeeee
comin hommmeeeeeeeeeeee
comin home
comin home
theyre she sat down, her necklace in her hand
tears dropped upon his grave as she buried it in the land
as the 21 shots sounded off a picture laid lifeless
she picked it up all it read was this
im comin hommmeeeeeeee
comin homeeeeeeeeee
comin home
comin home
im comin hommmeeeeeeee
comin homeeeeeeeeee
comin home
comin home
no capo DONT PLAY THE E STRING WITH ANY CHORD! Chords played the same throughout entire song
Dsus G/C G
theyre he sat down with his boots on and tied
gun strapped around his back with tears in his eyes
staring at a picture of his wife and his son
in two more days he’ll be back with both of them
gun fire crossed the streets as he sat there in his hole
the bullet wound in his chest was no match for his soul
gave his life for all 10 men, a true marine he was
as his eyes grew dim he smiled because
hes goin homeeeeeeeeee
goin homeeeeee
homeeeeeeee
homeeeeeee
Theyre she sat down with her necklace in her hand
the one he gave to her before he left to Iran
staring its glimmer, the luxery and the shine
the gift of her marine is a gift of divine
hes comin homeeeeeeeeeeeeee
comin hommmeeeeeeeeeeee
comin home
comin home
theyre she sat down, her necklace in her hand
tears dropped upon his grave as she buried it in the land
as the 21 shots sounded off a picture laid lifeless
she picked it up all it read was this
im comin hommmeeeeeeee
comin homeeeeeeeeee
comin home
comin home
im comin hommmeeeeeeee
comin homeeeeeeeeee
comin home
comin home
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