The Colonel's Jurnal taby ukulele według Alec Benjamin (Chwyty barytonu)

[Verse 1]
         A             E
The old colonel was a veteran
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Each night he'd take his medicine
       A                   E
And stay up watching Letterman
     Fm
Trying to forget
      A                   E
The things he saw when he was young
        Fm                Fm7
The carnage and the sound of guns
     A                 E
He kept his pain from everyone
         Fm
With the ink inside his pen


[Chorus]
       A
The colonel kept a journal of his troubles and regrets
       E
His battles were internal, raging wars inside his head
          Fm
'Til the end, he was a soldier
            Fm7
'Cause the fight was never over
        A
The colonel kept a journal and he left it in a box
    E
Buried in the basement underneath some dirty socks
            Fm7
´Til the end, he was a soldier
             A              E
'Cause the fight was never over


[Verse 2]
         A                E
And the day he died, his kids flew in
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Took some time just to remember him
          A                 E
They cleaned up his old medicine
        Fm
As everybody wept
             A             E
They were packing up the cellar
            Fm               Fm7
When they found his diary, read it and
    A                   E
Couldn't believe the things he said
          Fm
With the ink inside his pen


[Chorus]
       A
The colonel kept a journal of his troubles and regrets
        E
His battles were internal, raging wars inside his head
           Fm
'Til the end, he was a soldier
             Fm7             E
'Cause the fight was never over
       A
The colonel kept a journal and he left it in a box
  E
Buried in the basement underneath some dirty socks
         Fm7
'Til the end, he was a soldier
             A               E
'Cause the fight was never over


[Bridge]
 A  E   Fm
Mmmm-mmm
 A  E   Fm7
Mmmm-mmm


[Verse 3]
           A             E
The old colonel was a veteran
      Fm              Fm7
My granddad, and a gentleman
  A             E
I'll always remember him
        Fm
Oh, I swear I won´t forget
     A                  E
The things he saw when he was young
        Fm            Fm7
The carnage and the sound of guns
          A                 E
And the pain he kept from everyone
           Fm
With the ink inside his pen


[Chorus]
       A
The colonel kept a journal of his troubles and regrets
       E
His battles were internal, raging wars inside his head
           Fm
´Til the end, he was a soldier
            Fm7            E
'Cause the fight was never over
       A
The colonel kept a journal and he left it in a box
  E
Buried in the basement underneath some dirty socks
            Fm               Fm7
´Til the end, he was a soldier
              A              E
'Cause the fight was never over


[Outro]
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Mmmm-mmm
  A  E    Fm7
Mmmm-mmm

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