Chords for Taps history told by John Wayne

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Fm

Gm

Bb

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Taps history told by John Wayne chords
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[Am]
[Em]
It was [C] July in Virginia.
The scent of the dogwood and [Am] the laurel lay heavy on the land,
while the burgeoning [D] fruit of the peach and the apple marked the full sway of summer.
[E] [Fm]
For seven fateful days, the trees, [Cm] the flowers, yes, the very ground itself, [Ab] had shuddered
under the roar of canning, the bark of howitzers, and the crackling of a legion of rifles.
[Gm] Now
all was silent.
[Cm]
Sledgehammer blows of Robert E.
Lee and Stonewall Jackson [Gm] had mauled the
army of the Potomac, and yet that army was not [Eb] destroyed.
Seven thousand men [Gm] had fallen
in that dreadful week, and the savagery of [F] the conflict was grimly evident in the river
of wounded [Cm] that wound through the green hills.
[F] [E] Now a new sound drifted [F] in the soft evening
sky.
[G] For Colonel [F] Dan Butterfield, a courageous and [Eb] able soldier, was also a man [Ab] of music.
To honor his [Fm] fallen comrades, [Bb] he had composed a simple and heart-rending melody.
[G] On July
2nd, in the year of [Fm] 1862, its strains floated [Gm] over the graves that scarred [Bb] the dark Virginia
earth.
[D]
It has been more than a hundred years since [Bbm] that sound was born, but those notes
have [F] never died away.
[A]
Every night of the year, throughout [F] the world, [Fm] fighting men of
America from the North and the South, the East and the West, close their eyes and sleep
to its [Bb] call.
And in each of their hearts, [Eb] there glows a fierce surge of pride.
[N]
Hail, [Eb]
[D] all [Eb] ye crowned with clouds, as the sun sinks in fire.
Sleep in [G]
peace, [Ab] crowned men.
[Bb]
[Eb]
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Fm
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ It was [C] July in Virginia.
The scent of the dogwood and [Am] the laurel lay heavy on the land,
while the burgeoning [D] fruit of the peach and the apple marked the full sway of summer. _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
For seven fateful days, the trees, [Cm] the flowers, yes, the very ground itself, [Ab] had shuddered
under the roar of canning, the bark of howitzers, and the crackling of a legion of rifles.
[Gm] _ _ Now
all was silent.
_ [Cm]
Sledgehammer blows of Robert E.
Lee and Stonewall Jackson [Gm] had mauled the
army of the Potomac, and yet that army was not [Eb] destroyed. _
Seven thousand men [Gm] had fallen
in that dreadful week, and the savagery of [F] the conflict was grimly evident in the river
of wounded [Cm] that wound through the green hills. _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ [E] Now a new sound drifted [F] in the soft evening
sky.
_ [G] For Colonel [F] Dan Butterfield, a courageous and [Eb] able soldier, was also a man [Ab] of music.
_ To honor his [Fm] fallen comrades, [Bb] he had composed a simple and heart-rending melody.
_ [G] On July
2nd, in the year of [Fm] 1862, _ its strains floated [Gm] over the graves that scarred [Bb] the dark Virginia
earth. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ It has been more than a hundred years since [Bbm] that sound was born, but those notes
have [F] never died away.
_ [A]
Every night of the year, throughout [F] the world, [Fm] fighting men of
America from the North and the South, the East and the West, close their eyes and sleep
to its [Bb] call.
And in each of their hearts, [Eb] there glows a fierce surge of pride.
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
Hail, _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] all _ [Eb] ye _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ crowned with _ clouds, as the _ sun _ sinks in _ fire. _ _ _ _
_ _ Sleep in [G] _ _
_ peace, _ [Ab] crowned men. _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _

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