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TONALIDADE
+ (F4)- (F2)VERSE 1
D C#
Ambling madly all over the town
D
The call to arms you likened to a whisper
C#
I likened to a radio.
D C#
You were a brickbat, a bowery tough,
D
So rough they culled you from a cartoon.
C#
Pulled out of your pantaloons.
CHORUS
A Ab
But you, my brother in arms,
F#m E
I'd rather I'd lose my limbs than let you come to harm.
A Ab
But you, my bombazine doll
F#m E
The bullets may singe your skin and the mortars may fall.
A E
But I have never felt so much light
F#m D
Than tonight, huddled in the trenches,
A
Gazing on the battlefield.
E
Our rifles blaze away.
G D
We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh
VERSE 2
D C#
Corporal Bradley of regiment five
D
In proud array, standing by the bathing
C#
Soldiers and the stevedores.
D C#
We laid on the mattress and tumbled to sleep
D
Our eyes aligned, swaddled in our civies
C#
Cradled in our dungarees.
CHORUS
A Ab
But you, my brother in arms,
F#m E
I'd rather I'd lose my limbs than let you come to harm.
A Ab
But you, my bombazine doll
F#m E
The bullets may singe your skin and the mortars may fall.
A E
But I have never felt so much light
F#m D
Than tonight, huddled in the trenches,
A
Gazing on the battlefield.
E
Our rifles blaze away.
G D
We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh
OUTRO
G D
We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh
A E
We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh Oh
G D
We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh
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