White Boots Marching In A Yellow Land chords by Phil Ochs

Chords with lyrics

C majorC         A minorAm      FF       C majorC
The pilots playing poker in the cockpit of the plane,
A minorAm       FF         DmDm
the casualties arriving like the dropping of the rain.
C majorC         A minorAm       FF       G+G
And a mountain of machinery will fall before a man,
C majorC        FF          G+G    C majorC
when you're white boots marching in a yellow land

C majorC          A minorAm     FF         C majorC
It's written in the ashes of the village towns we burn,
A minorAm         FF       DmDm
it's written in the empty beds of fathers unreturned.
C majorC            A minorAm       FF     G+G
And the chocolate in the children?s eyes will never understand,
C majorC      FF      G+G       C majorC
when you're white boots marching in a yellow land.

A minorAm
Red blow the bugles of the dawn,
G+G
the morning has arrived, you must be gone.
FF                  G+G
And the lost patrol chase their chartered souls,
C majorC               Bb majorBb         - C majorC
like old whores following tired armies.

C majorC        A minorAm         FF        C majorC
Train them well, the men who will be fighting by your side,
A minorAm        FF          DmDm
and never turn your back, if the battle turns the tide,
C majorC          A minorAm      FF      G+G
for the colours of a civil war are louder than commands,
C majorC        FF          G+G    C majorC
when you're white boots marching in a yellow land.

C majorC         A minorAm     FF          C majorC
Blow them from the forest and burn them from your sight,
A minorAm                 FF              DmDm
tie their hands behind their backs, and question through the night.


C majorC      A minorAm                 FF          G+G
But when the firing squad is ready, they'll be spitting where they stand,
C majorC   FF      G+G       C majorC
at the white boots marching in a yellow land.

A minorAm
Red blow the bugles of the dawn,
G+G
the morning has arrived, you must be gone.
FF                  G+G
And the lost patrol chase their chartered souls,
C majorC               Bb majorBb         - C majorC
like old whores following tired armies.

C majorC         A minorAm        FF       C majorC
The comic and the beauty queen are dancing on the stage,
A minorAm                FF       DmDm
raw recruits are lining up like coffins in a cage.
C majorC     A minorAm            FF       G+G
Oh, we're fighting in a war we lost before the war began,
C majorC        FF          G+G    C majorC
we're the white boots marching in a yellow land.

A minorAm
Red blow the bugles of the dawn,
G+G
the morning has arrived you must be gone.
FF                  G+G
And the lost patrol chase their chartered souls,
C majorC    Bb majorBb         - C majorC
like old whores following tired armies.