Chords for DAVID KINCAID - THE LIST OF GENERALS - LIVE

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_ [D] _ _ _ [G] Since first the dirtiest of the praetors this foul [D] secession war [G] began
When all the treacherous salivators commenced their [D] hour of java [G] stun
Columbia's flag, the star of freedom, still has root on land [D] and sea
Rules may rip, but never heed them, to fate our foes we know the way
Whack for the rum, [Em] the tuba, la [C]-hah-dee Whack for the rum, [D] the tuba, la [G]-hee
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_ [G] _ Volunteers we have, my bows and generals, [D]
trusty, true and brave
[G] For the union they allow, the dull wood and [D] young blacks to save
[G] But for now not new warnings, ye kept forever [D] hosted, bay
[G] I'm not meant to draw the reins, ye quickly so, [D] ye know the way
Whack for the rum, [Em] the tuba, la [G]-hah-dee Whack for the [D] rum, the tuba, la-hee
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_ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] Gallant, mead, a hero, true and yet [D] he's burnt up for [G] mead he
And there he gives a plodding hootie, oh [D] how are you generally
Raws [G] a cramps, a soldier, a thrall, that's a black and uncam [D]'ring say
[G] The rebels, the madmen, my own priest, put on a rock and [D] there he doodly
[G] Whack for the [Em] rum, the tuba, la [G]-hah-dee Whack for the [D] rum, the tuba, la-hee
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[G] And if those people for the [C] Germans, ye have [D] brave, this took the [G] test
Dixon, Frank, Markside and Sherman, all [A] have known they done [G] their best
General Marshall, his brother, hopped [D] from two to the three
[G] But for the monks of Santa's Chapel, the Irish boys, [D] they know the way
[G] Whack for the rum, [Em] the tuba, la [G]-hah-dee Whack for the [D] rum, the tuba, la-hee
Whack for the [Em] rum, the tuba, [G] la-hah-dee Whack for the [D] rum, the tuba, la [G]-hee _ _
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_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] And there's General Engles, he calls from the [D] field and there serves a [G] peg
The foals catastrophe, he jiggles, a gun [D] and gun has lost a [G] leg
General Bramsey, Gilms, Dunclon, Clure, Hattricksburg, you are the name
And then to make the foal knock on, there a chatted noo [D]-ga doodly
Whack for the rum, [Em] the tuba, la-hah [C]-dee Whack for the rum, [D] the tuba, la-hee
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For to call the list of fame, I haven't [A] room now to put my [G] song
For to go through each [C] general's name, it would keep [A] me singing all [G] night long
But now for more I will be telling, who should be restored [D] straightway
[G] To a gunman's ill-nest, a red band, the other lady's [D] muck, he blows the [G] way
Whack for the [Em] rum, the _ [G] _
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_ [D] tuba, _ _ [Em] _ [G] la-hah-dee Whack for the rum, [D] the tuba, la-hee
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