调:A minor•
Intro 1
Am
C
G
C
G
E
Verse 1
C#m
E
Am
without boots
E
Am
E
Fatigue drunken deaf still to the hoots
C
F
C
F
Dropping softly behind
helmets in time
dark through green light
C
F
C
Put in a wagon he had to keep pace
F
C
F
C
As his eyes melt to his face
Gurgling from ruptured lungs
G
E
Am
E
Vile sores on innocent tongues
Am
E
Am
You would not tell me
E
Am
C
F
Not with such
C
G
C
Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori
Pro patria mori
Pro patria mori
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