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The Patriot's Dream by Gordon Lightfoot CAPO 2nd Fret VERSE 1:

The ^Gsongs of the wars are as ^Cold as the hills They ^Gcling like the rust on the ^Acold steel that ^Dkills They ^Gtell of the boys who went down to the ^Ctracks In a ^Dpatriotic manner with the ^Ccold steel on their ^Gbacks

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The ^Gpatriot's dream is as ^Cold as the sky It l^Gives in the lust of a ^Acold callous ^Dlie Let's ^Gdrink to the men who got caught by the ^Cchill Of the ^Dpatriotic fever and the ^Ccold steel that ^Gkills

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The ^Gtrain pulled away on that ^Cglorious night The d^Grummer got drunk and the ^Abugler got ^Dtight While the ^Gboys in the back sang a song of good ^Ccheer While ^Driding off to glory in the ^Cspring of their ^Gyears

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The ^Gpatriot's dream still ^Clives on today It ^Gmakes mothers weep and it ^Amakes lovers ^Dpray Let's ^Gdrink to the men who got caught by the ^Cchill Of the ^Dpatriotic fever and the ^Ccold steel that ^Gkills

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^EmWell there ^Gwas a ^Dsad, sad ^Emlady, ^Gweeping ^Dall night ^Emlong She re^Gceived a ^Dsad, sad ^Emmessage, from a ^Gvoice on the ^Dtele^Emphone Her ^Gchildren ^Dwere all ^Emsleeping, as she ^Gwaited ^Dout the ^Emdawn How ^Gcould she ^Dtell those ^Emchildren, that their ^Gfather ^Dwas shot ^Gdown She ^Gtook them ^Dto her ^Emside that day, and she ^Gtold them ^Done by ^Emone Your f^Gather ^Dwas a ^Emgood man ten-^Gthousand ^Dmiles from ^Ghome__^B7__ He ^Amtried to do his ^Dduty and it ^Gtook him straight to ^Cmaj7hell He ^Ammight be in some ^Dprison, I ^Ghope he's treated ^Cmaj7well ^Am

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^EmWell there ^Gwas a ^Dyoung girl ^Emwatching in the ^Gearly ^Dafter^Emnoon When she ^Gheard the ^Dname of ^Emsomeone who ^Gsaid he'd ^Dbe home ^Emsoon And she ^Gwondered ^Dhow they ^Emgot him, but the ^Gpapers ^Ddid not ^Emtell There would ^Gbe no ^Dsweet reu^Emnion, there would ^Gbe no ^Dwedding ^Gbells So she ^Gtook herse^Dlf in^Emto her room and she ^Gturned the ^Dbed sheets ^Emdown And she ^Gcried in^Dto the ^Emsilken folds of ^Gher new ^Dwedding ^Ggown__^B7__ He ^Amtried to do his ^Dduty and it ^Gtook him straight to ^Cmaj7hell He ^Ammight be in some ^Dprison, I ^Ghope he's treated ^Cmaj7well ^Am

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^EmWell there ^Gwas an ^Dold man ^Emsitting in his ^Gmansion ^Don the ^Emhill And he ^Gthought of ^Dhis good ^Emfortune and the ^Gtime he'd ^Dyet to ^Emkill Well he ^Gcalled ^Dto his ^Emwife one day, "^GCome sit ^Dwith ^Emme awhile" Then ^Gturning to^Dward the ^Emsunset, he ^Gsmiled a ^Dwicked ^Gsmile "Well^G I'd like^D to say^Em I'm sorry for^G the si^Dnful deeds ^EmI've done But ^Glet me f^Dirst re^Emmind you, I'm a ^Gpatri^Dotic ^Gson__^B7__" They ^Amtried to do their d^Duty and it ^Gtook 'em straight to ^Cmaj7hell They ^Ammight be in some ^Dprison, I ^Ghope they're treated ^Cmaj7well ^Am

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Gordon Lightfoot - The patriots dream