Тональность: A major•
Intro 1
F#m
B
Bm
E
Verse 1
A
E
See the
the torn navy blues,
Em
A
D
and no one remembers his name.
E
From the look in his eyes,
the world's passed him by
Bm
E
A
Now no one but God feels his pain
E
A
He was proud to go fight,
then day lost its light
D
As the horrors of war stole his mind
E
He watched his friends die,
Bm
E
then we watched him try to escape,
A
E
but there's no place to hide.
a young man in his prime,
D
rode with a tribe of his kin.
E
But his saddle's been sold
Bm
E
for a handful of gold
A
And been draped for a bottle of gin
E
A
See the worn out old shoes
and the torn navy blues
Em
A
D
And no one remembers his name
E
From the look in his eyes,
the world's passed him by
Bm
E
Now no one but God feels
A
F#m
B
Bm
E
A
his pain
E
A
His friends have all tried
to rekindle his pride
D
But his mind won't adjust to the change
E
Now the street is his home,
Bm
E
in a world all his own,
A
The far cry from his home on the range.
E
A
See the worn out old shoes,
the torn navy blues,
Em
A
D
And no one remembers his name.
E
From the look in his eye,
the world's passed him by
Bm
E
A
Now no one but God feels his pain
E
From the look in his eye,
the world's passed him by
Bm
E
Now no one but God
F#m
D
E
feels his pain
You
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