Between The Lines

Dm
I see the fire through the trees
C
Hear the hollers through the breeze
G                                 
Drowning out the season like 
   Dm
there’s none
Dm
Hold the blue steel in my hands
C
Moving my feet over land
G                                 
While I’m thanking God I’ve got a 
Dm
gun
Dm
Nothing like a war at hand
C
To turn a boy into a man
G                             Dm
Learnin bout surviving on the run
Dm
Dodging whistles in the dark
C
Walkin soft and hiding sparks
G                           Dm
Prayin bullets find another home
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F               G
Oh here we go, another stand you 
know.
Dm
Carry on, carry strong, keep 
surviving keeping on.
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F               G
Oh here we go, another stand you 
know.
Am                                
What a rush oh what a ride either 
                        Dm
way I fall between the lines.
-
Dm
I was born with a choice
C
fight for freedom or fight the tours
G                             Dm
either way the fighting never ends
Dm
stuck in mud in no mans land
   C
or resting easy in the sands
G                                
smelling that great ocean in the 
Dm
wind
-
F               G
Oh here we go, another stand you 
know.
Dm
Carry on, carry strong, keep 
surviving keeping on.
F               G
Oh here we go, another stand you 
know.
Am                                
What a rush oh what a ride either 
                        Dm
way I fall between the lines.
-
Em             F               Dm
Oh please mama here my distant call
Em              F               Dm
This may be my last stand after all
-
   Dm
So if the night comes and I fall
C
somewhere in the dark I ask
G                               Dm
know for greater good I gave my all
Dm
give the ones I know my love
C
tell them I was worth the blood
G                               Dm
that I shed on grounds far from home
-
F               G
Oh here we go, another stand you 
know.
Dm
Carry on, carry strong, keep 
surviving keeping on.
F               G
Oh here we go, another stand you 
know.
Am                                
What a rush oh what a ride either 
                        Dm
way I fall between the lines.