Chords for I Wanna Be In The Cavalry: Reprise (Corb Lund) Cover
Tempo:
71.9 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
F
Dm
C
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F] [Bb] [Dm]
[Bb] [F]
I wanna be in the [Dm] cavalry if they send me off to war.
[Bb] I want [F] a good state under me like my forefathers before.
Courageous at first we put the [Bb] worst of our positions [Dm] we held stout.
[Bb] We clung to [F] belief and we hung on the speech from our trusted [C] leaders' mouths.
[F] Overwhelming odds and a hopeless [Bb] cause our city's [Dm] over.
[Bb] There were them that [F] said we was badly led and [C] God were [F] we unkind.
We lost count of the worthy [Bb] most of whom under [Dm] me were caught.
[Bb] A [F] bedmare with her head in the air took the cannon [C] in her gut.
[F] And the first two weeks on that bloody [Bb] creek my brother [Dm] lost his arm.
[Bb] It was only sixty [F] days till all we prayed was to [C] get us [F] home unharmed.
All for the days that we signed the [Bb] names of the world that [Dm] we barrowed.
[Bb] The men's [F] congrats and the hats on our backs and the leggings [C] that we kissed.
[F] The band that played on that run parade [Bb] and the [Dm] patriotic shows.
[Bb] A faded [F] first in me, no last in the [C] young elf [F]-boars' war-elves.
No amount to replace, not a hell for [Bb] space and the winter's [D] coming.
[Bb] And the shiver till the [F] bone that hung me up from my [C] will-less feet.
[F] And the type I had with me that [Bb] fits me in this [Dm] century.
[Bb] I grew thinning [F] into a hill-mormon and a high-luster lady.
We were tightly forced to feed on [Bb] horse and cock as [Dm] we crossed ground.
[Bb] When the wagon [F] stopped and we bent the cross to churn and [C] burn in hell.
[F] With my arm in doubt and a pride run [Bb] out, no honour [Dm] did I see.
[Bb]
All I [F] see were a thousand [C] dreams piled in [F] front of me.
[Bb] [Dm] [Bb] [F]
I wanna be in the cavalry [Dm] if they send me off to war.
I wanna [F] be in the cavalry but I won't ride home no more.
[Bb] [F]
I wanna be in the [Dm] cavalry if they send me off to war.
[Bb] I want [F] a good state under me like my forefathers before.
Courageous at first we put the [Bb] worst of our positions [Dm] we held stout.
[Bb] We clung to [F] belief and we hung on the speech from our trusted [C] leaders' mouths.
[F] Overwhelming odds and a hopeless [Bb] cause our city's [Dm] over.
[Bb] There were them that [F] said we was badly led and [C] God were [F] we unkind.
We lost count of the worthy [Bb] most of whom under [Dm] me were caught.
[Bb] A [F] bedmare with her head in the air took the cannon [C] in her gut.
[F] And the first two weeks on that bloody [Bb] creek my brother [Dm] lost his arm.
[Bb] It was only sixty [F] days till all we prayed was to [C] get us [F] home unharmed.
All for the days that we signed the [Bb] names of the world that [Dm] we barrowed.
[Bb] The men's [F] congrats and the hats on our backs and the leggings [C] that we kissed.
[F] The band that played on that run parade [Bb] and the [Dm] patriotic shows.
[Bb] A faded [F] first in me, no last in the [C] young elf [F]-boars' war-elves.
No amount to replace, not a hell for [Bb] space and the winter's [D] coming.
[Bb] And the shiver till the [F] bone that hung me up from my [C] will-less feet.
[F] And the type I had with me that [Bb] fits me in this [Dm] century.
[Bb] I grew thinning [F] into a hill-mormon and a high-luster lady.
We were tightly forced to feed on [Bb] horse and cock as [Dm] we crossed ground.
[Bb] When the wagon [F] stopped and we bent the cross to churn and [C] burn in hell.
[F] With my arm in doubt and a pride run [Bb] out, no honour [Dm] did I see.
[Bb]
All I [F] see were a thousand [C] dreams piled in [F] front of me.
[Bb] [Dm] [Bb] [F]
I wanna be in the cavalry [Dm] if they send me off to war.
I wanna [F] be in the cavalry but I won't ride home no more.
Key:
Bb
F
Dm
C
D
Bb
F
Dm
[F] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I wanna be in the [Dm] cavalry if they send me off to war.
[Bb] I want [F] a good state under me like my forefathers before. _ _ _
_ _ _ Courageous at first we put the [Bb] worst of our positions [Dm] we held stout.
[Bb] We clung to [F] belief and we hung on the speech from our trusted [C] leaders' mouths.
[F] Overwhelming odds and a hopeless [Bb] cause our city's [Dm] over.
[Bb] There were them that [F] said we was badly led and [C] God were [F] we unkind.
_ _ We lost count of the worthy [Bb] most of whom under [Dm] me were caught.
[Bb] A [F] bedmare with her head in the air took the cannon [C] in her gut.
[F] And the first two weeks on that bloody [Bb] creek my brother [Dm] lost his arm.
[Bb] It was only sixty [F] days till all we prayed was to [C] get us [F] home unharmed. _ _ _
_ _ _ All for the days that we signed the [Bb] names of the world that [Dm] we barrowed.
[Bb] The men's [F] congrats and the hats on our backs and the leggings [C] that we kissed.
[F] The band that played on that run parade [Bb] and the [Dm] patriotic shows.
[Bb] A faded [F] first in me, no last in the [C] young elf [F]-boars' war-elves. _ _ _ _ _
No amount to replace, not a hell for [Bb] space and the winter's [D] coming.
[Bb] And the shiver till the [F] bone that hung me up from my [C] will-less feet.
[F] And the type I had with me that [Bb] fits me in this [Dm] century.
[Bb] I grew thinning [F] into a hill-mormon and a high-luster lady.
_ _ _ _ _ _ We were tightly forced to feed on [Bb] horse and cock as [Dm] we crossed ground.
[Bb] When the wagon [F] stopped and we bent the cross to churn and [C] burn in hell.
[F] With my arm in doubt and a pride run [Bb] out, no honour [Dm] did I see.
[Bb]
All I [F] see were a thousand [C] dreams piled in [F] front of me. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I wanna be in the cavalry [Dm] if they send me off to war.
I wanna [F] be in the cavalry but I won't ride home no more. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I wanna be in the [Dm] cavalry if they send me off to war.
[Bb] I want [F] a good state under me like my forefathers before. _ _ _
_ _ _ Courageous at first we put the [Bb] worst of our positions [Dm] we held stout.
[Bb] We clung to [F] belief and we hung on the speech from our trusted [C] leaders' mouths.
[F] Overwhelming odds and a hopeless [Bb] cause our city's [Dm] over.
[Bb] There were them that [F] said we was badly led and [C] God were [F] we unkind.
_ _ We lost count of the worthy [Bb] most of whom under [Dm] me were caught.
[Bb] A [F] bedmare with her head in the air took the cannon [C] in her gut.
[F] And the first two weeks on that bloody [Bb] creek my brother [Dm] lost his arm.
[Bb] It was only sixty [F] days till all we prayed was to [C] get us [F] home unharmed. _ _ _
_ _ _ All for the days that we signed the [Bb] names of the world that [Dm] we barrowed.
[Bb] The men's [F] congrats and the hats on our backs and the leggings [C] that we kissed.
[F] The band that played on that run parade [Bb] and the [Dm] patriotic shows.
[Bb] A faded [F] first in me, no last in the [C] young elf [F]-boars' war-elves. _ _ _ _ _
No amount to replace, not a hell for [Bb] space and the winter's [D] coming.
[Bb] And the shiver till the [F] bone that hung me up from my [C] will-less feet.
[F] And the type I had with me that [Bb] fits me in this [Dm] century.
[Bb] I grew thinning [F] into a hill-mormon and a high-luster lady.
_ _ _ _ _ _ We were tightly forced to feed on [Bb] horse and cock as [Dm] we crossed ground.
[Bb] When the wagon [F] stopped and we bent the cross to churn and [C] burn in hell.
[F] With my arm in doubt and a pride run [Bb] out, no honour [Dm] did I see.
[Bb]
All I [F] see were a thousand [C] dreams piled in [F] front of me. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I wanna be in the cavalry [Dm] if they send me off to war.
I wanna [F] be in the cavalry but I won't ride home no more. _ _ _ _ _