Chords for Battlefield Band "Lovers and Friends"

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_ [Eb] Our battles and wars leave deep wounds and scars.
Deep wounds are long in the mending.
While reflecting upon [Eb] all that is gone,
Life passes on till it's ending.
But the pleasure and [Ab] pain in our memories [Bb] remain,
And by memories our lives will be measured.
And the [Ab] times that we spend [Eb] with lovers and friends
[F] Are times we remember with pleasure.
[Ebm] So fill up your glass to the future and past,
[Eb] In harmony [Bb] be determined.
There's more [Eb] friendship poured out in a bottle [Db] of stout
And a new-fanged-in-statute our sermon. _ _ _
I've heard all the old [Eb] songs of the whites and the royals,
The prophets of doom and destruction,
Street-corner [Ab] messiahs, political [Bbm] pariahs,
Up to [Ab] their necks in corruption.
[Eb] From the holy [Abm] and wise, [Ebm] denial [Bb] and lies,
Where innocent [Eb] youth [Bbm] is forsaken,
[Eb] I have watched the day's end [Ab] with lovers and friends,
[Eb] Sorry to see the dawn breakin'.
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So fill [Ab] up your glass [Ebm] to the future and past,
[Eb] In harmony be determined.
[Fm] [Bb] There's more friendship [Eb] poured out in [Gb] a bottle of stout
And a new-fanged-in-statute our sermon. _ _
_ There are those who are certain [Ebm] that drinkin' and court
Is a sure [Bb] way to hell and [Eb] damnation.
Well, if that is to be, it would seem [Bb] clear to me
Their God [Eb] has no sense of occasion to fulfill his plan.
Both women and man [Ebm] bring forth each new [Eb] generation.
And a bottle of [Eb] stout and a bit [Bb] of a hut
Surely appease procreation.
So fill up [F] your [Ebm] glass, throw your arms [Bb] round your glass,
In harmony [Bbm] be determined.
[Ebm] There's more friendship poured out in a bottle of stout
And a new-fanged-in-statute our sermon.
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[Eb] To the precious and quietest and one that shite-lightest
Would appear that the power has been given
To parade and [Ab] deride us, separate [F] and divide [Ebm] us,
All in their versions of heaven.
But mountains [F] and rivers will by far outlive [Eb] us
When our bones into dust [Bb] they are withdrawn.
[Ebm] There'd be lovers [Bb] and friends, and they'll [Ab] still comprehend
[Ebm] The reason we're in this together.
So fill [Eb] up your glass to the future and past
[Ebm] In harmony be determined.
There's more friendship poured out in a bottle of [Eb] stout
[Ebm] And a new-fanged-in [Eb]-statute our sermon.
There's more friendship [Gb] poured out in a bottle of [Ebm] stout
And a new-fanged-in [F]-statute our [Eb] sermon. _ _ _ _
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