Chords for A Soldier's Memoir (P T S D Song)
Tempo:
62.05 bpm
Chords used:
G#
C#
F#
A#m
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#m] [C#] [A#m]
[G#] [C#] [F#] [C#]
[G#] [C#] I've been home about six months [A#m] now and I still [G#] have my doubts.
[F#] I'm not sure how I got [G#] here or how I'm gonna get out.
[C#] My mama [Fm] says I look the [A#m] same as I did [C] before [G#] I left.
[F#] But if she [C#] could see inside of [G#] me, it would scare her to death.
[F#] I can still taste [C#] the powder [G#] from the barrel of my gun.
[F#] I can hear my sergeant [C#] scream, [G#] run soldier run.
[F#] I can feel [C#] the backpack on my [G#] shoulders, God it weighed a ton.
[A#m] And I see [G#] death in every [C#] single [F#] fall.
[C#] They taught [F#m] me how [F#] to put that [G#] uniform on.
I just [F#] can't get it on.
[C#] [G#]
[C#] Last [Fm] Saturday they honored [A#m] us in a small parade downtown.
[F#] When they [C#] shot off those [G#] fireworks, I nearly hit the ground.
[C#] While they smiled [G#] and cheered for [A#m] us, all I could do was stare.
[F#] Because part [C#] of me is here at [G#] home, but part of me's back there.
[F#] I can still taste the powder [G#] from the barrel of my gun.
[F#] And I can hear my sergeant scream, [G#] run soldier run.
[F#] I can feel the backpack on [G#] my shoulders, God it weighed a ton.
[A#m] And I [G#] see death in [F#] every single fall.
[C#] They taught me how to put that [G#] uniform on.
I just [A#m] can't get it on.
[G#] [F#] God, there's no end [C#] in sight.
[A#m] Because even [G#] though I'm home [F#] now, I'm still fighting for my right.
[C#]
[F#] I can still taste the powder [C#] [G#] from the barrel of my gun.
[F#] I can hear my sergeant scream, [G#] run soldier run.
[F#] I can feel the backpack on [G#] my shoulders, God it weighed a ton.
[A#m] And I [G#] see death in [F#] every single fall.
[C#] They taught [F#] me how [C#] to put that uniform [G#] on.
I just [C#] can't get it on.
[A#m] [F#] [G#] [C#]
[G#] [C#] [F#] [C#]
[G#] [C#] I've been home about six months [A#m] now and I still [G#] have my doubts.
[F#] I'm not sure how I got [G#] here or how I'm gonna get out.
[C#] My mama [Fm] says I look the [A#m] same as I did [C] before [G#] I left.
[F#] But if she [C#] could see inside of [G#] me, it would scare her to death.
[F#] I can still taste [C#] the powder [G#] from the barrel of my gun.
[F#] I can hear my sergeant [C#] scream, [G#] run soldier run.
[F#] I can feel [C#] the backpack on my [G#] shoulders, God it weighed a ton.
[A#m] And I see [G#] death in every [C#] single [F#] fall.
[C#] They taught [F#m] me how [F#] to put that [G#] uniform on.
I just [F#] can't get it on.
[C#] [G#]
[C#] Last [Fm] Saturday they honored [A#m] us in a small parade downtown.
[F#] When they [C#] shot off those [G#] fireworks, I nearly hit the ground.
[C#] While they smiled [G#] and cheered for [A#m] us, all I could do was stare.
[F#] Because part [C#] of me is here at [G#] home, but part of me's back there.
[F#] I can still taste the powder [G#] from the barrel of my gun.
[F#] And I can hear my sergeant scream, [G#] run soldier run.
[F#] I can feel the backpack on [G#] my shoulders, God it weighed a ton.
[A#m] And I [G#] see death in [F#] every single fall.
[C#] They taught me how to put that [G#] uniform on.
I just [A#m] can't get it on.
[G#] [F#] God, there's no end [C#] in sight.
[A#m] Because even [G#] though I'm home [F#] now, I'm still fighting for my right.
[C#]
[F#] I can still taste the powder [C#] [G#] from the barrel of my gun.
[F#] I can hear my sergeant scream, [G#] run soldier run.
[F#] I can feel the backpack on [G#] my shoulders, God it weighed a ton.
[A#m] And I [G#] see death in [F#] every single fall.
[C#] They taught [F#] me how [C#] to put that uniform [G#] on.
I just [C#] can't get it on.
[A#m] [F#] [G#] [C#]
Key:
G#
C#
F#
A#m
Fm
G#
C#
F#
[C#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _
[G#] _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ [C#] _ _ _
[G#] _ [C#] I've been home about six months [A#m] now and I still [G#] have my doubts.
[F#] I'm not sure how I got [G#] here or how I'm gonna get out.
[C#] My mama [Fm] says I look the [A#m] same as I did [C] before [G#] I left.
[F#] But if she [C#] could see inside of [G#] me, it would scare her to death.
[F#] I can still taste [C#] the powder [G#] from the barrel of my gun.
[F#] I can hear my sergeant [C#] scream, [G#] run soldier run.
[F#] I can feel [C#] the backpack on my [G#] shoulders, God it weighed a ton.
[A#m] And I see [G#] death in every [C#] single [F#] fall.
_ [C#] They taught [F#m] me how [F#] to put that [G#] uniform on.
I just [F#] can't get it on.
[C#] _ _ [G#] _ _
_ _ [C#] Last [Fm] Saturday they honored [A#m] us in a small parade downtown.
[F#] When they [C#] shot off those [G#] fireworks, I nearly hit the ground.
[C#] While they smiled [G#] and cheered for [A#m] us, all I could do was stare.
[F#] Because part [C#] of me is here at [G#] home, but part of me's back there.
[F#] I can still taste the powder [G#] from the barrel of my gun.
[F#] And I can hear my sergeant scream, [G#] run soldier run.
[F#] I can feel the backpack on [G#] my shoulders, God it weighed a ton.
[A#m] And I [G#] see death in [F#] every single fall.
_ _ [C#] They taught me how to put that [G#] uniform on.
I just [A#m] can't get it on.
_ [G#] [F#] God, there's no end [C#] in sight.
[A#m] Because even [G#] though I'm home [F#] now, I'm still fighting for my right.
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[F#] I can still taste the powder [C#] [G#] from the barrel of my gun.
[F#] I can hear my sergeant scream, [G#] run soldier run.
[F#] I can feel the backpack on [G#] my shoulders, God it weighed a ton.
[A#m] And I [G#] see death in [F#] every single fall. _
[C#] They taught [F#] me how [C#] to put that uniform [G#] on.
I just [C#] can't get it on.
_ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G#] _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ [C#] _ _ _
[G#] _ [C#] I've been home about six months [A#m] now and I still [G#] have my doubts.
[F#] I'm not sure how I got [G#] here or how I'm gonna get out.
[C#] My mama [Fm] says I look the [A#m] same as I did [C] before [G#] I left.
[F#] But if she [C#] could see inside of [G#] me, it would scare her to death.
[F#] I can still taste [C#] the powder [G#] from the barrel of my gun.
[F#] I can hear my sergeant [C#] scream, [G#] run soldier run.
[F#] I can feel [C#] the backpack on my [G#] shoulders, God it weighed a ton.
[A#m] And I see [G#] death in every [C#] single [F#] fall.
_ [C#] They taught [F#m] me how [F#] to put that [G#] uniform on.
I just [F#] can't get it on.
[C#] _ _ [G#] _ _
_ _ [C#] Last [Fm] Saturday they honored [A#m] us in a small parade downtown.
[F#] When they [C#] shot off those [G#] fireworks, I nearly hit the ground.
[C#] While they smiled [G#] and cheered for [A#m] us, all I could do was stare.
[F#] Because part [C#] of me is here at [G#] home, but part of me's back there.
[F#] I can still taste the powder [G#] from the barrel of my gun.
[F#] And I can hear my sergeant scream, [G#] run soldier run.
[F#] I can feel the backpack on [G#] my shoulders, God it weighed a ton.
[A#m] And I [G#] see death in [F#] every single fall.
_ _ [C#] They taught me how to put that [G#] uniform on.
I just [A#m] can't get it on.
_ [G#] [F#] God, there's no end [C#] in sight.
[A#m] Because even [G#] though I'm home [F#] now, I'm still fighting for my right.
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[F#] I can still taste the powder [C#] [G#] from the barrel of my gun.
[F#] I can hear my sergeant scream, [G#] run soldier run.
[F#] I can feel the backpack on [G#] my shoulders, God it weighed a ton.
[A#m] And I [G#] see death in [F#] every single fall. _
[C#] They taught [F#] me how [C#] to put that uniform [G#] on.
I just [C#] can't get it on.
_ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _