Intro:
C C Am Am G G
The Corps, The Corps, The Corps
Verse 1:
C F C F C
The Corps bare headed salu-te it
C F C G
With eyes up thanking our God
C F C F
That we of the Corps are treading
C Am G
Where they of the Corps have trod.
Am Em A# A
They are here in ghostly assem-blage,
F G C
The men of the Corps long dead.
C F C F
And our hearts are standing atten-tion,
F C G C
As we wait for their passing tread.
Verse 2:
C Am C
We sons of Today we salute you
F C
You sons of an earlier day
Em Am
We follow close order behind you
D D G
Where you have pointed the way.
C Am C
The Long Gray Line of us stretches
C F C
Through the years of a century told,
Am C
And the last man feels to his marrow
G D G
The grip of your far-off hold.
Verse 3:
C F C F C
Grip hands with us now, though we se..e not,
C F C G
Grip hands with us, strengthen our hearts
C F C F C
As the long line stiffens and straightens
C Am G
With the thrill that your presence imparts.
Am Em A# A
Grip hands ? though it be from the sha-dows ?
F G C
While we swear, as you did of yore,
C F C
Or living, or dying, to honor
C F G F C
The Corps, and the Corps, and the Corps!