the song is actually played one step down . i play it this way because it’s easier
this way , but if you want to play along with the recording , you should tune your
guitar one step down , or put a capo on the 10th fret . it sounds great
nevertheless . anyway , enjoy it!
D G C D
oh i marched to the battle of new orleans
G C D
at the end of the early british war
G C
the young land started growing
G
the young blood started flowing
C Am D
but i ain’t marchin’ anymore
for i’ve killed my share of indians
in a thousand different fights
i was there at the little big horn
i heard many men lying
i saw many more dying
but i ain’t marchin’ anymore
C G
it’s always the old to lead us to the war
C Am D
it’s always the young to fall
now look at all we’ve won with the sabre and the gun
tell me is it worth at all?
for i stole california from the mexican land
fought in the bloody civil war
yes i even killed my brother
and so many others
and i ain’t marchin’ anymore
for i marched to the battles of the german trench
in a war that was bound to end all wars
oh i must have killed a million men
and now they want me back again
but i ain’t marchin’ anymore
( chorus )
for i flew the final mission in the japanese sky
set off the mighty mushroom roar
when i saw the cities burning
i knew that i was learning
that i ain’t marchin’ anymore
now the labor leader’s screamin’ when they close the missile plants ,
united fruit screams at the cuban shore ,
call it “peace” or call it “treason , ”
call it “love” or call it “reason , ”
but i ain’t marchin’ any more .
the song is actually played one step down . i play it this way because it’s easier
this way , but if you want to play along with the recording , you should tune your
guitar one step down , or put a capo on the 10th fret . it sounds great
nevertheless . anyway , enjoy it!
D G C D
oh i marched to the battle of new orleans
G C D
at the end of the early british war
G C
the young land started growing
G
the young blood started flowing
C Am D
but i ain’t marchin’ anymore
for i’ve killed my share of indians
in a thousand different fights
i was there at the little big horn
i heard many men lying
i saw many more dying
but i ain’t marchin’ anymore
C G
it’s always the old to lead us to the war
C Am D
it’s always the young to fall
now look at all we’ve won with the sabre and the gun
tell me is it worth at all?
for i stole california from the mexican land
fought in the bloody civil war
yes i even killed my brother
and so many others
and i ain’t marchin’ anymore
for i marched to the battles of the german trench
in a war that was bound to end all wars
oh i must have killed a million men
and now they want me back again
but i ain’t marchin’ anymore
( chorus )
for i flew the final mission in the japanese sky
set off the mighty mushroom roar
when i saw the cities burning
i knew that i was learning
that i ain’t marchin’ anymore
now the labor leader’s screamin’ when they close the missile plants ,
united fruit screams at the cuban shore ,
call it “peace” or call it “treason , ”
call it “love” or call it “reason , ”
but i ain’t marchin’ any more .
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