Chords for "Band of Brothers" - by Ken Theriot
Tempo:
89.8 bpm
Chords used:
G
Am
F
C
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [Dm]
[Am]
[C#] If [Am] we are marked this day to die, we [Dm] are enough to lose.
But if we live, the [G] fewer men, the [Am] greater fame accrues.
I pray you wish not one man more who [Dm] thinks to claim a share.
We have [F] honors, barely one, and [E] there is none to spare.
We band of [C] brothers.
For [Am] if you shed your [F] blood with me, you [C] are my brother.
And [Am] men in England [G] now, a bed shall [Am] feel a curse.
They [G] were not here to [F] fight with us [G] upon St.
[C] Crispin's Day.
[Am] Proclaim it now throughout my host to [Dm] bear no false pretense.
If [F] you've no stomach for [G] this fight, [Am] depart and get you hence.
The price of passage you shall have and [Dm] rations generous.
We will [F] not bear his company who [E] fear to die with us.
We [C] band of brothers.
For [Am] if you shed your [F] blood with me, you [C] are my brother.
And [A] men in England [G] now, a bed shall [Am] feel a curse.
They were [G] not here to [F] fight with us [G] upon St.
Crispin's [C] Day.
He that [G] shall live to see [Am] old age and [Dm] come safe home at last
shall [F] on this vigil feast [G] his friends and [Am] tell of glory's past.
He will with pride display his wounds and [Dm] scars however deep.
And [F] any man who was not here shall [E] hold his manhood cheap.
We [C] band of brothers.
For if [Am] you shed your [F] blood with me, you are [C] my brother.
And [A] men in England [G] now, a bed shall [A] feel a curse.
They were [G] not here to fight [F] with us [G] upon St.
[C] Crispin's Day.
Old men forget [Am] and each man here may [Dm] crumble and decay.
But [F] he'll remember while [G] he lives what feats [Am] he did this day.
So shall the good man teach his son until [Dm] the world is new.
And to [F] our memories we'll drink.
We few, [E] we happy few.
We [C] band of brothers.
For if [Am] you shed your blood [F] with me, you are [C] my brother.
And [E] men in England [G] now, a bed shall [A] feel a curse.
They were [G] not here to fight [F] with us [G] upon St.
[Am] Crispin's Day.
And men in England [G] now, a bed shall feel [E] a curse.
They were [G] not here to fight [C] with us upon St.
[C] Crispin's Day.
[Am]
[C#] If [Am] we are marked this day to die, we [Dm] are enough to lose.
But if we live, the [G] fewer men, the [Am] greater fame accrues.
I pray you wish not one man more who [Dm] thinks to claim a share.
We have [F] honors, barely one, and [E] there is none to spare.
We band of [C] brothers.
For [Am] if you shed your [F] blood with me, you [C] are my brother.
And [Am] men in England [G] now, a bed shall [Am] feel a curse.
They [G] were not here to [F] fight with us [G] upon St.
[C] Crispin's Day.
[Am] Proclaim it now throughout my host to [Dm] bear no false pretense.
If [F] you've no stomach for [G] this fight, [Am] depart and get you hence.
The price of passage you shall have and [Dm] rations generous.
We will [F] not bear his company who [E] fear to die with us.
We [C] band of brothers.
For [Am] if you shed your [F] blood with me, you [C] are my brother.
And [A] men in England [G] now, a bed shall [Am] feel a curse.
They were [G] not here to [F] fight with us [G] upon St.
Crispin's [C] Day.
He that [G] shall live to see [Am] old age and [Dm] come safe home at last
shall [F] on this vigil feast [G] his friends and [Am] tell of glory's past.
He will with pride display his wounds and [Dm] scars however deep.
And [F] any man who was not here shall [E] hold his manhood cheap.
We [C] band of brothers.
For if [Am] you shed your [F] blood with me, you are [C] my brother.
And [A] men in England [G] now, a bed shall [A] feel a curse.
They were [G] not here to fight [F] with us [G] upon St.
[C] Crispin's Day.
Old men forget [Am] and each man here may [Dm] crumble and decay.
But [F] he'll remember while [G] he lives what feats [Am] he did this day.
So shall the good man teach his son until [Dm] the world is new.
And to [F] our memories we'll drink.
We few, [E] we happy few.
We [C] band of brothers.
For if [Am] you shed your blood [F] with me, you are [C] my brother.
And [E] men in England [G] now, a bed shall [A] feel a curse.
They were [G] not here to fight [F] with us [G] upon St.
[Am] Crispin's Day.
And men in England [G] now, a bed shall feel [E] a curse.
They were [G] not here to fight [C] with us upon St.
[C] Crispin's Day.
Key:
G
Am
F
C
Dm
G
Am
F
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ [C#] If [Am] we are marked this day to die, we [Dm] are enough to lose.
But if we live, the [G] fewer men, the [Am] greater fame accrues.
I pray you wish not one man more who [Dm] thinks to claim a share.
We have [F] honors, barely one, and [E] there is none to spare.
We band of [C] brothers.
For [Am] if you shed your [F] blood with me, you [C] are my brother.
And [Am] men in England [G] now, a bed shall [Am] feel a curse.
They [G] were not here to [F] fight with us [G] upon St.
[C] Crispin's Day. _
_ _ _ [Am] Proclaim it now throughout my host to [Dm] bear no false pretense.
If [F] you've no stomach for [G] this fight, [Am] depart and get you hence.
The price of passage you shall have and [Dm] rations generous.
We will [F] not bear his company who [E] fear to die with us.
We [C] band of brothers.
For [Am] if you shed your [F] blood with me, you [C] are my brother.
And [A] men in England [G] now, a bed shall [Am] feel a curse.
They were [G] not here to [F] fight with us [G] upon St.
Crispin's [C] Day. _
_ _ He that [G] shall live to see [Am] old age and [Dm] come safe home at last
shall [F] on this vigil feast [G] his friends and [Am] tell of glory's past.
He will with pride display his wounds and [Dm] scars however deep.
And [F] any man who was not here shall [E] hold his manhood cheap.
We [C] band of brothers.
For if [Am] you shed your [F] blood with me, you are [C] my brother.
And [A] men in England [G] now, a bed shall [A] feel a curse.
They were [G] not here to fight [F] with us [G] upon St.
[C] Crispin's Day. _
_ _ Old men forget [Am] and each man here may [Dm] crumble and decay.
But [F] he'll remember while [G] he lives what feats [Am] he did this day.
So shall the good man teach his son until [Dm] the world is new.
And to [F] our memories we'll drink.
We few, [E] we happy few.
We [C] band of brothers.
For if [Am] you shed your blood [F] with me, you are [C] my brother.
_ And [E] men in England [G] now, a bed shall [A] feel a curse.
They were [G] not here to fight [F] with us [G] upon St.
[Am] Crispin's Day.
And men in England [G] now, a bed shall feel [E] a curse.
They were [G] not here to fight [C] with us upon St.
[C] Crispin's Day. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ [C#] If [Am] we are marked this day to die, we [Dm] are enough to lose.
But if we live, the [G] fewer men, the [Am] greater fame accrues.
I pray you wish not one man more who [Dm] thinks to claim a share.
We have [F] honors, barely one, and [E] there is none to spare.
We band of [C] brothers.
For [Am] if you shed your [F] blood with me, you [C] are my brother.
And [Am] men in England [G] now, a bed shall [Am] feel a curse.
They [G] were not here to [F] fight with us [G] upon St.
[C] Crispin's Day. _
_ _ _ [Am] Proclaim it now throughout my host to [Dm] bear no false pretense.
If [F] you've no stomach for [G] this fight, [Am] depart and get you hence.
The price of passage you shall have and [Dm] rations generous.
We will [F] not bear his company who [E] fear to die with us.
We [C] band of brothers.
For [Am] if you shed your [F] blood with me, you [C] are my brother.
And [A] men in England [G] now, a bed shall [Am] feel a curse.
They were [G] not here to [F] fight with us [G] upon St.
Crispin's [C] Day. _
_ _ He that [G] shall live to see [Am] old age and [Dm] come safe home at last
shall [F] on this vigil feast [G] his friends and [Am] tell of glory's past.
He will with pride display his wounds and [Dm] scars however deep.
And [F] any man who was not here shall [E] hold his manhood cheap.
We [C] band of brothers.
For if [Am] you shed your [F] blood with me, you are [C] my brother.
And [A] men in England [G] now, a bed shall [A] feel a curse.
They were [G] not here to fight [F] with us [G] upon St.
[C] Crispin's Day. _
_ _ Old men forget [Am] and each man here may [Dm] crumble and decay.
But [F] he'll remember while [G] he lives what feats [Am] he did this day.
So shall the good man teach his son until [Dm] the world is new.
And to [F] our memories we'll drink.
We few, [E] we happy few.
We [C] band of brothers.
For if [Am] you shed your blood [F] with me, you are [C] my brother.
_ And [E] men in England [G] now, a bed shall [A] feel a curse.
They were [G] not here to fight [F] with us [G] upon St.
[Am] Crispin's Day.
And men in England [G] now, a bed shall feel [E] a curse.
They were [G] not here to fight [C] with us upon St.
[C] Crispin's Day. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _