Foreign Skies chords by The Dreadnoughts

• Difficulty: Intermediate 💪

Intro:

D E F#m
E A D
D E A
Bm F#m E
D E F#m
E A D
D E A
Bm F#m E

Verse 1:
           D      E         F#m
We are the men of sweat and steel
           E       A       D
We are the men the world denies
   D      E     A
So now we walk abandoned fields
  Bm          F#m     E
Beneath these foreign skies
            D        E      F#m
We're gonna join the bitter test
                   E         A         D
And though there's some will break and fall
              D       E        A
Where there's nothing here but happiness
    Bm     F#m      E
And duty's restless call
      C#                     F#m
So it calls, but only to the chosen
       C#                 D
To the boys who landed at Liege
Dm             A               D               E
Meet me at the station, in the glory of the sun
  D              F#m                 E
Into the arms by which the world was won

Verse 2:
            D     E        F#m
Come on and wipe away your tears
        E        A          D
And the memories bright and gay
    D        E     A
The laughter of unclouded years
     Bm     F#m    E
Will slowly bleed away
        D      E      F#m
Staring at the stars above
     E           A       D
Underneath these foreign skies
      D     E       A
We've never been so happy love
   Bm      F#m       E
In all our goddamned lives
        C#                              F#m
All our lives, have been for nought and wasted
        C#                  D
All our lives, soon to be redeemed
Dm             A              D                E
Meet me at the station with a banner and a grin
      D             F#m               E
We'll watch the sun go down on old Berlin

Bridge:
    D
And when it was done, and we'd carried the day
    C#m                             F#
Well, I watched her life's blood go slipping away
    Bm             E                  A
And I stared down, into her cold blue eyes
D
Sweet mother Mary, deliver your grace
  C#m
Deliver us all from the look on her face
        F#m                             Bm
And the screams, the long and desperate sighs

        C#                      F#m
All our lives have been a cruel secret
        C#                     D
All our lives, a tender age in bloom

Verse 3:
      D          E     F#m
So, I drink this final cup
    E         A     D
and rest this weary head
    D         E      A
And watch the waters rising up
   Bm    F#m     E
to wash away the dead
               D      E      F#m
And when we're rid of this disease,
    E       A       D
and we have won the prize
  D     E       A
I never will return to these
Bm F#m   E
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