Chords for Southron's Tramp! Tramp! Tramp!
Tempo:
113.95 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
C
A
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] [Em] [D] [G]
In my prison cell I sit, [C] thinking mother dear [G] of you, and my happy [A] southern home so [D] far away.
And [G] my eyes they fill with tears, [C] spite of all that I [G] can do, though I try to cheer [D] my comrades [G] and be gay.
Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [C] we shall breathe the [G] air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home.
In the battlefront we stood, [C] when their fiercest [G] charge they made, and our soldiers [A] by the thousands [D] sank to die.
[G] But before they reached our lines, [Em] they were driven [G] back, dismayed, and the rebel [D] yell went up way [G] to the [C] [G] sky.
Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, [D] [G] cheer up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [C] we shall breathe [G] the air again, of free [D] men in our own [G] beloved home.
Now our great commander Lee [C] crosses broad [G]
Potomac's stream, and his legions [A] marching northward [D] make their way.
[G] On Pennsylvania's roads [C] will their trusty [G] muskets gleam, and her iron [D] hills shall echo [G] to the fray.
Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [Em] we shall breathe [G] the air again, of free [D] men in our own [G] beloved home.
[C] [G]
[A] [D]
[G] [C] [G]
[D] [G]
Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [Em] we shall breathe the [G] air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home.
In the cruel stockade Penn, [C] dying slowly [G] day by day, for weary [A] months we've waited [D] all in vain.
[G] But if God will speed the way [C] of our gallant [G] boys in grey, I shall see your [D] face dear mother [G] yet again.
Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [C] we shall breathe the [G] air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home.
Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars we shall breathe the air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home.
And beneath the stars and bars [C] we shall breathe the [G] air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home.
In my prison cell I sit, [C] thinking mother dear [G] of you, and my happy [A] southern home so [D] far away.
And [G] my eyes they fill with tears, [C] spite of all that I [G] can do, though I try to cheer [D] my comrades [G] and be gay.
Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [C] we shall breathe the [G] air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home.
In the battlefront we stood, [C] when their fiercest [G] charge they made, and our soldiers [A] by the thousands [D] sank to die.
[G] But before they reached our lines, [Em] they were driven [G] back, dismayed, and the rebel [D] yell went up way [G] to the [C] [G] sky.
Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, [D] [G] cheer up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [C] we shall breathe [G] the air again, of free [D] men in our own [G] beloved home.
Now our great commander Lee [C] crosses broad [G]
Potomac's stream, and his legions [A] marching northward [D] make their way.
[G] On Pennsylvania's roads [C] will their trusty [G] muskets gleam, and her iron [D] hills shall echo [G] to the fray.
Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [Em] we shall breathe [G] the air again, of free [D] men in our own [G] beloved home.
[C] [G]
[A] [D]
[G] [C] [G]
[D] [G]
Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [Em] we shall breathe the [G] air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home.
In the cruel stockade Penn, [C] dying slowly [G] day by day, for weary [A] months we've waited [D] all in vain.
[G] But if God will speed the way [C] of our gallant [G] boys in grey, I shall see your [D] face dear mother [G] yet again.
Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [C] we shall breathe the [G] air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home.
Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars we shall breathe the air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home.
And beneath the stars and bars [C] we shall breathe the [G] air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home.
Key:
G
D
C
A
Em
G
D
C
[G] _ _ [Em] _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _
In my prison cell I sit, [C] thinking mother dear [G] of you, and my happy [A] southern home so [D] far away.
And [G] my eyes they fill with tears, [C] spite of all that I [G] can do, though I try to cheer [D] my comrades [G] and be gay. _
_ Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, _ [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come. _
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [C] we shall breathe the [G] air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home. _
In the battlefront we stood, [C] when their fiercest [G] charge they made, and our soldiers [A] by the thousands [D] sank to die. _
[G] But before they reached our lines, [Em] they were driven [G] back, dismayed, and the rebel [D] yell went up way [G] to the [C] [G] sky.
_ Trap, trap, trap, the boys are _ marching, [D] _ [G] cheer up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [C] we shall breathe [G] the air again, of free [D] men in our own [G] beloved home. _
Now our great commander Lee [C] crosses broad [G]
Potomac's stream, and his legions [A] marching northward [D] make their way.
_ [G] _ On Pennsylvania's roads [C] will their trusty [G] muskets gleam, and her iron [D] hills shall echo [G] to the _ fray.
Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, _ [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [Em] we shall breathe [G] the air again, of free [D] men in our own [G] beloved home.
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_ _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ Trap, trap, trap, the boys are _ marching, [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come. _
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [Em] we shall breathe the [G] air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home. _
In the cruel stockade Penn, [C] dying slowly [G] day by day, for weary [A] months we've waited [D] all in vain.
[G] But if God will speed the way [C] of our gallant [G] boys in grey, I shall see your [D] face dear mother [G] yet again.
_ Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, _ [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come. _
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [C] we shall breathe the [G] air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home.
_ Trap, trap, trap, the boys are _ marching, [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars we shall breathe the air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home. _
And beneath the stars and bars [C] we shall breathe the [G] air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home.
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In my prison cell I sit, [C] thinking mother dear [G] of you, and my happy [A] southern home so [D] far away.
And [G] my eyes they fill with tears, [C] spite of all that I [G] can do, though I try to cheer [D] my comrades [G] and be gay. _
_ Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, _ [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come. _
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [C] we shall breathe the [G] air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home. _
In the battlefront we stood, [C] when their fiercest [G] charge they made, and our soldiers [A] by the thousands [D] sank to die. _
[G] But before they reached our lines, [Em] they were driven [G] back, dismayed, and the rebel [D] yell went up way [G] to the [C] [G] sky.
_ Trap, trap, trap, the boys are _ marching, [D] _ [G] cheer up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [C] we shall breathe [G] the air again, of free [D] men in our own [G] beloved home. _
Now our great commander Lee [C] crosses broad [G]
Potomac's stream, and his legions [A] marching northward [D] make their way.
_ [G] _ On Pennsylvania's roads [C] will their trusty [G] muskets gleam, and her iron [D] hills shall echo [G] to the _ fray.
Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, _ [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [Em] we shall breathe [G] the air again, of free [D] men in our own [G] beloved home.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ Trap, trap, trap, the boys are _ marching, [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come. _
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [Em] we shall breathe the [G] air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home. _
In the cruel stockade Penn, [C] dying slowly [G] day by day, for weary [A] months we've waited [D] all in vain.
[G] But if God will speed the way [C] of our gallant [G] boys in grey, I shall see your [D] face dear mother [G] yet again.
_ Trap, trap, trap, the boys are marching, _ [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come. _
[G] And beneath the stars and bars [C] we shall breathe the [G] air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home.
_ Trap, trap, trap, the boys are _ marching, [D] cheer [G] up comrades [D] they will come.
[G] And beneath the stars and bars we shall breathe the air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home. _
And beneath the stars and bars [C] we shall breathe the [G] air again, of free men [D] in our own [G] beloved home.
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