The Gift Of Years
Eric Bogle
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D G Well, old friend, here I am, IA7 D told you I'd be backG And as usual mate, I'm bloody late;A7 D it's 75 years down the trackG For the last time here I stand inA7 D this familiar foreign landG Back with the mates I left behind,A7 D fixed forever in their time [Verse 2]D G And all the ghosts, of all theA7 D boys who haunt this lonely placeG Only one of them wears your cheeryA7 D grin & your Queensland joker's faceContinúa después del anuncioG But I drown in all the bloodyA7 D dreams of helpless young men's dying screamsG I feel your hand give my arm aA7 D shake & your voice say "steady, mate" [Verse 3]D G And the country that you died for,A7 D mate, you would not know it nowG The future that we dreamed of,A7 D mate, got all twisted up somehowG The peace that we were fightingA7 D for, the end to stupid senseless warG So it couldn't happen to our kidsA7 D - well old mate, it did [Verse 4]D G But thank you for the gift ofA7 D years & the flame that brightly burned For the time you bought & theG A7 lessons taught, tho' often wastedD & unlearnedG "Lest we forget" cry theA7 D multitudes, as if I ever ever couldG So forgive an old man's tears, &A7 D thank you for the years