Ochs Phil - I Aint Marching Anymore, аккорды

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oh i marched to the battle of new orleans
     
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at the end of the early british war
     
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a young land started growing, a young blood started flowing
    
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but i ain't a marching anymore

      
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for i killed my share of indians in a thousand different fights
      
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i was there at the little big horn
        
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i heard many men lying i saw many more dying
    
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and i ain't a marching anymore


     
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it's always the old who lead us to the war
     
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it's always the young who fall
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look at all we've won with the sabre and the gun
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tell me, was it worth it all?

      
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for i stole california from the mexican lands
      
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and i fought in the bloody civil war.
      
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yes i even killed my brothers and so many others
    
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so i ain't a marching anymore

      
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for i marched to the battles of the german trench
     
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in a war that was bound to end all wars
      
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and i must have killed a million men and now they want me back again
    
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but i ain't a marching anymore.




      
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for i flew the final mission in the japanese skies
      
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and i set off the mighty mushroom roar
       
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when i saw their cities burning, i knew that i was learning
    
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that i ain't a marching anymore

        
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now the labour leader's screaming when they close the missile plants
  
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united fruit screams at the cuban shore
        
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call it peace or call it treason, call it love or call it reason.
    
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but i ain't a marching anymore.