¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
Em
[Verse]
Em D
My daddy raised me to be right
Em
To fight for this land till the day I die
D
Fighting for the promise of a golden dream
Em
Underneath the shadow of the cedar trees
Em D
Marched from Richmond in the July sun
Em
Blisters on my feet and a bruise from my gun
D
Now December's wrath of bitter cold
Em
Is sending me shivers to the core of my soul
[PreChorus]
D
And they say they're coming after Christmas day
Em
We'll line up our boys in the suits of gray
D
Dig in the dirt and hold our ground
Bm7
Praying for the angels now
[Chorus]
Em
The was blood in the cotton fields
A
Bullet holes in the wagon wheels
Em
Blood in the cotton fields
A
Smoke rising from the cannon steel
Bm7
Tell me where is heaven, 'cause hell is real
Em A Em
There was blood in the cotton fields
[Verse]
Em D
We woke the morning of the 31st
Em
We drank whiskey to quench our thirst
D
Came up on the side of the Union line
Em
Caught them Yankees in a big surprise
[PreChorus]
D
We pushed them back in the rocks by ten
Em
A murderous charge in the slaughter pen
D
We tried and tried, again and again
Bm7
But the reign of fire wouldn't end
[Chorus]
Em
The was blood in the cotton fields
A
Bullet holes in the wagon wheels
Em
Blood in the cotton fields
A
Smoke rising from the cannon steel
Bm7
Tell me where is heaven, 'cause hell is real
Em A Em
There was blood in the cotton fields
[Instrumental]
*Same Chords as Verses*
[Verse]
Em D
By the afternoon of the 2nd day
Em
We only had one more charge to take
D
Charging up the side of McFadden's Ford
Em
Fifty-seven cannons aimed at our swords
[PreChorus]
D
1800 men fell to the ground
Em
In less than an hour we had gone down
D
Gone up in a big smoke cloud
Bm7
And that's where my body lay now
[Chorus]
Em
The was blood in the cotton fields
A
Bullet holes in the wagon wheels
Em
Blood in the cotton fields
A
Smoke rising from the cannon steel
Bm7
Tell me where is heaven, 'cause hell is real
Em A Em A
There was blood in the cotton, blood in the cotton
Em A Em
Blood in the cotton fields
Em
[Verse]
Em D
My daddy raised me to be right
Em
To fight for this land till the day I die
D
Fighting for the promise of a golden dream
Em
Underneath the shadow of the cedar trees
Em D
Marched from Richmond in the July sun
Em
Blisters on my feet and a bruise from my gun
D
Now December's wrath of bitter cold
Em
Is sending me shivers to the core of my soul
[PreChorus]
D
And they say they're coming after Christmas day
Em
We'll line up our boys in the suits of gray
D
Dig in the dirt and hold our ground
Bm7
Praying for the angels now
[Chorus]
Em
The was blood in the cotton fields
A
Bullet holes in the wagon wheels
Em
Blood in the cotton fields
A
Smoke rising from the cannon steel
Bm7
Tell me where is heaven, 'cause hell is real
Em A Em
There was blood in the cotton fields
[Verse]
Em D
We woke the morning of the 31st
Em
We drank whiskey to quench our thirst
D
Came up on the side of the Union line
Em
Caught them Yankees in a big surprise
[PreChorus]
D
We pushed them back in the rocks by ten
Em
A murderous charge in the slaughter pen
D
We tried and tried, again and again
Bm7
But the reign of fire wouldn't end
[Chorus]
Em
The was blood in the cotton fields
A
Bullet holes in the wagon wheels
Em
Blood in the cotton fields
A
Smoke rising from the cannon steel
Bm7
Tell me where is heaven, 'cause hell is real
Em A Em
There was blood in the cotton fields
[Instrumental]
*Same Chords as Verses*
[Verse]
Em D
By the afternoon of the 2nd day
Em
We only had one more charge to take
D
Charging up the side of McFadden's Ford
Em
Fifty-seven cannons aimed at our swords
[PreChorus]
D
1800 men fell to the ground
Em
In less than an hour we had gone down
D
Gone up in a big smoke cloud
Bm7
And that's where my body lay now
[Chorus]
Em
The was blood in the cotton fields
A
Bullet holes in the wagon wheels
Em
Blood in the cotton fields
A
Smoke rising from the cannon steel
Bm7
Tell me where is heaven, 'cause hell is real
Em A Em A
There was blood in the cotton, blood in the cotton
Em A Em
Blood in the cotton fields
Brother
Brother & Bones
Brother Ali
Brother Brad
Brother Cane