The Dreadnoughts - Black letters

He was ^Cjust 18 When he^Dm saw her smiling ^Amface As she da^Cnced along the st^Emreets of Mon^Amtreal

And i^Cn 1916 She gave her ^Dmhand for him to h^Amold In the c^Church beneath the anc^Emient city ^Amwalls

But ^Cnow he lies a^Emwake, sta^Dmring in up into^Am the dark At the ^Ceyes of a m^Emillion tiny ^Amgods And w^Dmhen the sun co^Cmes up, they^Em'll go over th^Ame top, for ^Ggood

By the t^Cime you read these^G words The^Emre will be no more^Am war, for^Dm me There will^Em be, only pe^Amace

He w^Cas her only son And she^Dm rocked him back and ^Amforth In ^Cthe cradle of t^Emhe tall Alberta ^Amgrain And he w^Cas scarce a man When he a^Dmnswered the ^Amcall ^CLeft her crying as he ^Emstepped onto th^Ame train

And she ^Cwas all a^Amlone, staring up^Dm into the^Em moon As his ^Cbody hit the ^Emsand beneath C^Amalais And w^Chen the sun came^Am up, his w^Dmords were on the s^Emteps for^G her

By the t^Cime you read the^Gse words The^Emre will be no mo^Amre war, fo^Dmr me T^Emhere will be, on^Amly peace

Well t^Che day will come We l^Dmook into^Am the eyes Of a f^Cate that is much g^Emreater than us ^Amall And by t^Che setting sun We'll wri^Dmte the words we'd wish to echo^Am In the ^Chearts of our l^Emoved ones should we f^Amall Those thin^C dark l^Amines, so del^Dmicate and f^Emine Like a ^Croad that could s^Emhow the way back ^Amhome But at the e^Cnding of the^Em day, our me^Dmmories will^Am fade for g^Good

By the ^Ctime you read these^G words There ^Emwill be no more^Am war, fo^Dmr me T^Emhere will be, on^Amly peace