The Storm taby ukulele według The Arcadian Wild

[Intro]
G C G C G D
G C G C D
G

[Verse]
                                       Am
Making a living has a way of killing men
    D                    Em       C                 G
The lungs keep breathing but the soul suffocates within
 G                                              Am
There is nothing new under the sun, it's all the same
       D        Em               C        G
Need a revival 'cause survival's a losing game

[Pre-chorus]
     G            C              Am       D
Am I fighting the good fight? Am I on the run?
   Bm        C          Am         D           C
Am I chasing vanity, or doing what needs to be done?

[Chorus]
  G                    C            G
A man must always have something to conquer
  C        G            D
A woman to fight for, a war to be waged
       G                      C            G
We are born for the storm, to risk all and rebel
   C             G           D           G
To live hard and die well is why we were made

C G C G D G

[Verse]
                                    Am
I've seen an evil that overcomes us all
    D        Em              C                        G
The backs of good and wicked men are both against the wall
G                                                  Am
What then shall we do when we are destined for the dust?
D              Em               C                 G
Dig our feet into the earth and roll them sleeves up

[Pre-chorus]
   Bm     G   C        Am        D
No matter our station, wages, or trade
    Bm     G  C              Am            D             C
Our labour is loving, it's a worthy way to spend all our days

[Chorus]
  G                    C            G
A man must always have something to conquer
  C        G            D
A woman to fight for, a war to be waged
       G                      C            G
We are born for the storm, to risk all and rebel
   C             G           D           G
To live hard and die well is why we were made

[Instrumental]
C G C G D G
C G C G D G

[Verse]
                                   Am
This life's a vapour that quickly escapes
   D                 A   Am               G
My love, my hate, my memory will soon be erased
                                                   Am
So let's breathe in this vapour and drink this sea dry
D           Em               C          G
Do and dare greatly 'til our last day arrives

[Instrumental]
G C Am D
G C Am D C

[Chorus]
  G                    C            G
A man must always have something to conquer
  C        G            D
A woman to fight for, a war to be waged
       G                      C            G
We are born for the storm, to risk all and rebel
   C             G           D           G
To live hard and die well is why we were made

[Outro]
C G C G D
G C G C G D G