Til The Last Shot's Fired Acordes por Scotty Hasting  &  Lee Brice  &  Dolly Parton

[Start]

[Intro]
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[Verse]
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I was there in the winter of 'sixtyfour ■
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Camped in the ice at Nashville's door
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Three hundred miles our trail had lead
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■ We barely had time to bury our dead
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When the smoke cleared and the colors fell
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Overton Hill was a living hell
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When we called retreat it was almost dark
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I died with a grapeshot in my heart


[Chorus]
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Say a prayer for peace
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For every fallen son
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Set my spirit free
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Let me lay down my gun
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Sweet mother Mary I'm so tired
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But I can't come home 'til the last shot's fired ■


[Verse]
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I was there on the beach in 'fortyfour
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■ Waded through the blood of Omaha Shore
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I was twentyone and scared to death ■ 
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■   My heart poundin' in my chest
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I almost made the old seawall
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When my friends turned and watched me fall
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I still smell the smoke I can taste the mud
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As I lay there dying from a loss of blood


[Chorus]
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Say a prayer for peace ■  
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For every fallen son
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And set my spirit free
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Let me lay down my gun
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Sweet mother Mary I'm so tired
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But I can't come home 'til the last shot's fired


[Bridge]
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I'm in the fields of Vietnam
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The mountains of Afghanistan
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And I'm still waitin' hopin' prayin'
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I did not die in vain


[Chorus]
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■     Say a prayer for peace ■ 
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For every daughter and every son ■
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Set our spirits free
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Let us lay down our guns
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Sweet mother Mary we're so tired
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But we can't come home 'til the last shot's fired ■  ■    
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'til the last shot's fired
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Let's all pray that someday soon the last shot will be fired


[Outro]
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Pray for peace