Composição de: Ken Casey / Rick Barton / Mike McColgan
Tom:
Afinação:
Intro: (tin whistle part)
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Verse 1:
GCAmD
Here in the trenches the fist of the Beast
GCAmD
For fear of an atmosphere poisened deceased
GCAmD
With a gas mask to keep me-from breathing my death
GCAmD
It's American soil I hope for at best
GCAmD
But the duty I serve can't begin to compare
GCAmD
To my ancestors battles and wars through the years
GCAmD
Though the loneliness strikes like an enemy shell
GCAmD
I pray for my home but still sit here in hell
Chorus:
AmCG
Sail away to a place that's unknown
AmCG
Taken away from my friends and my home
AmCG
To a place they call sacred, a place I call hell
AmCG
I long for that corner I once knew so well
Verse 2:
GCAmD
Go to the grind it's all that I have
GCAmD
Work on and on with nothing to show
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GCAmD
But a graying face in this dying place
GCAmD
Thats a lock in my solitude
GCAmD
I think of a place on a faraway coast
GCAmD
Where friends are so dear and there's reason to toast
GCAmD
A cloudy dark image of a Middle East land
GCAmD
Comes down and wrecks my hopeful thoughts
Chorus x1
Whistle Riff:
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