Two Soldiers(Chords)

	        
Intro: C  F   C 

C       G               F 
He was just a blue-eyed Boston boy 
                       C 
His voice was low with pain 
     G               F 
I'll do your bidding comrade mine 
               C 
If I ride back again 
    G                    C 
But if you ride back and I am left 
       G 
You'll do as much for me 
           C         F 
Mother you know must hear the news 
                    C    G C  F C 
So write to her tenderly 
      G                      F 
She's waiting at home like a patient saint 
                        C 
Her fond face pale with woe 
    G                    F 
Her heart will be broken when I am gone 
                    C 
I'll see her soon I know 
     G              C 
Just then the order came to charge 
       G 
For an instance hand touched hand 
G                 F 
They said aye and away they rode 
                       C   G  C  F  C  G  C  F  C 
That brave and devoted band 
         G                    F 
Straight was the track to the top of the hill 
                         C 
The rebels they shot and shelled 
       G          C 
Plowed furrows of death 
            F 
Through the toiling ranks 
                         C 
And guarded them as they fell 
G                          C 
There soon came a horrible dying yell 
     G 
>From heights that they could not gain 
              C         F 
And those who doom and death had spared 
                 C    G  C  F  C   G  C  F C 
Rode slowly back again 
    G                        F 
But among the dead that were left on the hill 
                           C 
Was the boy with the curly hair 
    G                 F 
The tall dark man who rode by his side 
                    C 
Lay dead beside him there 
        G                      C 
There's no one to write to the blue-eyed girl 
    G 
The words that her lover had said 
          C     F 
Momma you know awaits the news 
F                         C 
And she'll only know he's dead
	        

Written by Buddy Miller/Julie Miller/Traditional