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Im going to call this D2: E|x B|x G|x D|0 A|0 E|0 D2 (whole time) I see you've found a box of my things - Infantries, tanks and smoldering airplane wings. These old pictures are cool. Tell me some stories Was it like the old war movies' Sit down son. Let me fill you in (Chorus)
DWhere to begin' Let's stGart with the end D This black and white photo don't capturAe the skin D From the flash of a gun to a soGldier who's done D A (let it ring) Trust me grandson
The war was in color (Fill) e | 2-2-0-0---3-3-2-2---2-2-0-0---3-3-2--| B | 3-3-3---2-3-3-3---3-3-3-3---2-3-3-3--| G | 2-2-2-----2-2-2-----2-2-2-----2-2-2--| D | -------------------------------------| A | -------------------------------------| E | -------------------------------------| D2 (whole time, with fill in background) From shipyard to sea, From factory to sky From rivet to rifle, from boot camp to battle cry I wore the mask up high on a daylight run That held my face in its clammy hand Crawled over coconut logs and corpses in the coral sand (Chorus same as above) Where to begin' Let¹s start with the end This black and white photo don't capture the skin From the shock of a shell or the memory of smell If red is for Hell The war was in color D2(whole time, with fill in background) I held the canvas bag over the railing The dead released, with the ship still sailing, Out of our hands and into the swallowing sea I felt the crossfire stitching up soldiers Into a blanket of dead, and as the night grows colder In a window back home, a Blue Star is traded for Gold. (Chorus same as above) Where to begin' Let's start with the end This black and white photo don't capture the skin When metal is churned. And bodies are burned Victory earned The War was in color (Let thes notes ring)
Now I lay in my grave atG age 21 D Long before you were born A Before I bore a son D What good did it do' G Well hopefully for you D A world without war A A life full of color A
DWhere to begin' Let's staGrt with the end DThis black and white photo neveAr captured my skin DOnce it was torn fromG an enemy thorn DStraight through the core AThe war was in color DWhere to begin' Let's stGart with the end DThis black and white photo neverA captured my skin DFrom the flash of a gun GTo a soldier who's done DTrust me grandson AThe war was in color TDrust me granson AThe war was in color DTrust me grandson AThe war was in color
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DThe WAar
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