G                                         Dm
I could tell he'd had a tough life by the way he sat and stared
C                                           G
  And, me, I'd come to push and shove - so, I pulled up a chair
G                                Dm
We talked of roads untraveled we talked of love untrue
   C                                   G
Of strings that come unraveled we were kings and kindred fools
    Am                              D
And just when I'd hit bottom - that old man raised his glass
          Am                          Dsus4                   D
And said, at least we had our chances there's those who never have

[Chorus]
    C                 D                 G            Em
So, here's to all the soldiers who have ever died in vain
    Am               D                 G                     C/G
The insane locked up in themselves the homeless down on Main
   C                  D                Bm               C
To those who stand on empty shores and spit against the wind
    Am        Em7     C    N.C.                      G   C   Cm   G
And those who wait forever For Ships That Don't Come In

[Verse 2]
G                                      Dm
He said its only life's illusions that bring us to this bar
C                                    G
To pick up these old crutches and compare each other’s scars
G                                              Dm
'Cuz the things we're calling heartaches - hell, they're hardly worth our time
C                                        G
  We bitch about a dollar - when there's those without a dime
          Am                             Dsus4                D
And as he ordered one last round he said I guess we can’t complain
Am                         Dsus4              D
God made life a gamble and we're still in the game

[Chorus]
     C                 D                 G            Em
So,  here's to all the soldiers who have ever died in vain
    Am               D                 G                     C/G
The insane locked up in themselves the homeless down on Main
   C                  D                Bm               C
To those who stand on empty shores and spit against the wind
    Am        Em7     C    N.C.                      G
And those who wait forever For Ships That Don't Come In

[Ending]
    Am        Em7     C    N.C.                      G    C   Cm   G   x2
And those who wait forever For Ships That Don't Come In