Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen (born September 23, 1949), nicknamed "The Boss," is an American singer-songwriter and leader of the E Street Band. He is recognized for his poetic lyrics, his Jersey Shore roots, his distinctive voice, and his lengthy, energetic stage performances.
Springsteen has recorded both rock albums and more somber folk-oriented works. His most successful studio albums, Born to Run (1975) and Born in the U.S.A. (1984), find pleasures in the struggles of daily American life.
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------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Wall-Bruce Springsteen ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by:Nick V. E-mail:[email protected]
The version from 2014's "High Hopes".
Tuning:EADGBE
Capo III
C:x32010 Fmaj7:xx3210 Gsus:302013 Am:x02201
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Verses
CFmaj7CGsus Cigarettes and a bottle of beer, this poem that I wrote for you CFmaj7CGsus This black stone and these hard tears are all I got left now of you AmFmaj7C I remember you in your Marine uniform laughing, laughing at your ship out party AmCFmaj7 I read Robert McNamara says he's sorry
CFmaj7CGsus Your high boots and striped t-shirt, ah, Billy you looked so bad CFmaj7CGsus Yeah you and your rock and roll band, you were the best thing this shit town ever had AmFmaj7C Now the men that put you here eat with their families in rich dining halls AmCFmaj7CFmaj7 And apology and forgiveness got no place here at all, here at the wall
CFmaj7CGsus Well I'm sorry I missed you last year, I couldn't find no one to drive me CFmaj7CGsus If your eyes could cut through that black stone, tell me would they recognize me AmFmaj7C For the living time it must be served as the day goes on AmFmaj7CFmaj7 Cigarettes and a bottle of beer, skin on black stone
CFmaj7CGsus On the ground dog tags and wreaths of flowers, with the ribbons red as the blood CFmaj7CGsus Red as the blood you spilled in the Central Highlands mud AmFmaj7C Limousines rush down Pennsylvania Avenue, rustling the leaves as they fall AmFmaj7CFmaj7 And apology and forgiveness got no place here at all, here at the wall