Vimy Ridge chords by Lizzy Hoyt

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

🎸 Intro:
| D | D |


🎸 Verse 1:
D               C         G                 Gm    G           D
Early in the morning, the cold snow falling down, Easter of 1917.
                C            G            Gm                                        D
My love climbed out from the tunnels underground and stepped to no-man’s land in between.
                                G                               Dm                      D
His last night was spent in the ground of the French land; with thousands of men he did wait.
                               G                    Dm                           D
He laid down his head upon the barrel of his gun, a dark and cruel symbol of his fate.

🎸 Chorus:
C      D                    Dm     Bb                   C                 Dm
Oh, my love can’t touch you now or calm the fear that’s building deep within.
C       Dm                         Bb                C            D
Oh, the terror you must have felt, waiting below the hill at Vimy Ridge.

🎸 Verse 2:
                C                G           Gm                    Dm                         D
An overpowering thunder from the creeping barrage left no room for thoughts within their minds.
                              G                    Gm                                D
Forty pounds loaded down, the horror lingered on imprinted in their memories for all time.

🎸 Chorus:
C      D                    Dm     Bb                   C                Dm
Oh, my love can’t touch you now or calm the fear you’re feeling deep within.
C       Dm                         Bb              C            D
Oh, the terror you must have felt, fighting on the hill at Vimy Ridge

🎸 Interlude:
| D |  Bb | Dm | D |
| D | D |  Bb | G | D |

🎸 Verse 3:
             C                    G
A hard thump on his chest stopped time in its tracks;
                                  Dm
His lucky streak had come and now had passed.
 D            C       G                    Gm
Ahead lay the fury, behind was a different scene:
                                   D
A quiet kingdom of death and casualties.
                       G
He lay waiting for the stretcher bearer to come.
                                   D
The cold wind froze the clothes to his body.
                              G                                           D
Disbelief came over him “This couldn’t really be for I am now a young man still with dreams!”

🎸 Chorus:
C      D                    Dm     Bb                   C                Dm
Oh, my love can’t touch you now or calm the fear you’re feeling deep within.
C       Dm                         Bb           C            Dm D   G  D
Oh, the terror you must have felt, dying on the hill at Vimy Ridge.

🎸 Verse 4:
                          G                 Gm              D
Early in the morning, the cold snow falling down, Easter of 1917.
                G                         Gm N.C.                                   D
My love climbed out from the tunnels underground and stepped to no-man’s land in between.