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G B7 Em C brother on brother lying on the fields G Em C9 G only the devil is keepin’ score G B7 Em C your blonde haired boys are scattered long these hills G Em C G picked clean like cotton in a rich man’s war G B7 Em C lay down your holy irons G Em C9 G lay down your guns and shining bayonets G B7 Em C lay down your holy irons G Em C9 G it’s gonna’ be a job to raise the dead G B7 Em C got no mansion on the yonder mount G Em C9 G no plantation pillars all in white G B7 Em C just a southern boy behind a plough G Em C9 G swept up like nothin’ in a poor man’s fight G B7 Em C lay down your holy irons G Em C9 G lay down your guns and shining bayonets G B7 Em C lay down your holy irons G Em C9 G it’s gonna’ be a job to raise the dead D D8 - D D7º F7º farewell cordelia let me hold ya close Em G C so i can remember how it feels D D8 - D D7º F7º if a bullet brings me down before i make it home Em G C ya know that i’ll be dreamin’ of you still A9 yes i will… G B7 Em C - G Em C G G B7 Em C little soldiers all in blue and grey G Em C9 G every one of us a’ bleedin’ red G B7 Em C and when this broken body falls away G Em C9 G we’ll all lie down in the same earthen bed G B7 Em C lay down your holy irons G Em C9 G lay down your guns and shining bayonets G B7 Em C lay down your holy irons G Em C9 G it’s gonna’ be a job to raise the dead
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