Chords for Two Soldiers - Jerry Garcia & David Grisman - Warfield Theater, SF 2-2-1991 set1-09
Tempo:
84.825 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
C
A
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
He likes to call up our new band.
Some members of my quintet.
On the bass, [Abm] [D] Mr.
Jim Kerwin.
[E] [Em]
And [G] on the fiddle [Gm] and the fiddle [D] case
and other [A] percussive instruments, [E] Mr.
Joe Craven.
[Ab] [A]
[D]
[A] [D]
[A]
[D] [A]
[D]
[A] [B]
[C]
[D]
[C] [G]
[Am] [A]
[Am] [D]
[C]
[G]
[D] He was lost, the [C] blue-eyed Boston boy
His voice was [G] low with me
[D] I'll do your [C] bidding, comrade mine
If I ride [G] back again
[D] But if you ride [G] back and I am left
[D] You'll do as much for me
Mother, you [C] know, must hear the news
So write to her [G] tenderly
[D]
[C]
[G] [D] She's waiting at home [C] like a patient's faint
Her bald face [G] pale with old
[D] Her heart will be broken [C] when I am gone
I'll save her [G] soon, I know
[D] Just then the [G] order came to charge
[D] For an instant hand-touched hand
They said I [C] am the way they rode
That brave and [G] devoted band
[D]
[C]
[G] [D]
[C]
[G] [A]
[G] [A]
[D] [B] [A]
[C] [Am] [G]
[D] Straight was the track [C] to the top of the hill
The rebels they [G] shot and shelled
[D] Loud burls of death [C] through the toiling race
And guarded them [G] as they fell
[D] There soon came a [G] horrible dying [D] scream
From heights they could not gain
And those that [C] doomed in death and spirit
Wrote slowly [G] home again
[D] [C]
[G]
[D] [C]
[G]
[A]
[G]
[A] [C]
[G]
[D] But among the dead [C] that was left on the hill
Was the boy with the [G] curly hair
[D] The tall dark [C] man that rode by his side
They did [G] beside him
[D] There's no one to [G] ride to the blue-eyed [A] girl
The [D] words her lover had said
Mother you know [C]
awaits the news
She'll only know [G] it's here
[D] [C] [G]
Some members of my quintet.
On the bass, [Abm] [D] Mr.
Jim Kerwin.
[E] [Em]
And [G] on the fiddle [Gm] and the fiddle [D] case
and other [A] percussive instruments, [E] Mr.
Joe Craven.
[Ab] [A]
[D]
[A] [D]
[A]
[D] [A]
[D]
[A] [B]
[C]
[D]
[C] [G]
[Am] [A]
[Am] [D]
[C]
[G]
[D] He was lost, the [C] blue-eyed Boston boy
His voice was [G] low with me
[D] I'll do your [C] bidding, comrade mine
If I ride [G] back again
[D] But if you ride [G] back and I am left
[D] You'll do as much for me
Mother, you [C] know, must hear the news
So write to her [G] tenderly
[D]
[C]
[G] [D] She's waiting at home [C] like a patient's faint
Her bald face [G] pale with old
[D] Her heart will be broken [C] when I am gone
I'll save her [G] soon, I know
[D] Just then the [G] order came to charge
[D] For an instant hand-touched hand
They said I [C] am the way they rode
That brave and [G] devoted band
[D]
[C]
[G] [D]
[C]
[G] [A]
[G] [A]
[D] [B] [A]
[C] [Am] [G]
[D] Straight was the track [C] to the top of the hill
The rebels they [G] shot and shelled
[D] Loud burls of death [C] through the toiling race
And guarded them [G] as they fell
[D] There soon came a [G] horrible dying [D] scream
From heights they could not gain
And those that [C] doomed in death and spirit
Wrote slowly [G] home again
[D] [C]
[G]
[D] [C]
[G]
[A]
[G]
[A] [C]
[G]
[D] But among the dead [C] that was left on the hill
Was the boy with the [G] curly hair
[D] The tall dark [C] man that rode by his side
They did [G] beside him
[D] There's no one to [G] ride to the blue-eyed [A] girl
The [D] words her lover had said
Mother you know [C]
awaits the news
She'll only know [G] it's here
[D] [C] [G]
Key:
D
G
C
A
Am
D
G
C
_ _ _ _ He likes to call up our new band. _ _ _
_ _ Some members of my quintet.
On the bass, [Abm] [D] Mr.
Jim Kerwin.
[E] _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ And [G] on the fiddle [Gm] and the fiddle [D] case
and other [A] percussive instruments, [E] Mr.
Joe Craven. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [D] He was lost, the [C] blue-eyed Boston boy
His voice was [G] low with me
[D] I'll do your [C] bidding, comrade mine
If I ride [G] back again
[D] But if you ride [G] back and I am left
[D] You'll do as much for me
Mother, you [C] know, must hear the news
So write to her _ [G] tenderly
_ [D] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [D] She's waiting at home [C] like a patient's faint
Her bald face [G] pale with old
[D] Her heart will be broken [C] when I am gone
I'll save her [G] soon, I know
[D] Just then the [G] order came to charge
[D] For an instant hand-touched hand
They said I [C] am the way they rode
That brave and [G] devoted band
_ [D] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _
[D] _ _ _ _ [B] _ [A] _
[C] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [D] Straight was the track [C] to the top of the hill
The rebels they [G] shot and shelled
[D] Loud burls of death [C] through the toiling race
And guarded them [G] as they fell
[D] There soon came a [G] horrible dying [D] scream
From heights they could not gain
And those that [C] doomed in death and spirit
Wrote slowly [G] home again
_ [D] _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[D] But among the dead [C] that was left on the hill
Was the boy with the [G] curly hair
[D] The tall dark [C] man that rode by his side
They did [G] beside him
_ [D] There's no one to [G] ride to the blue-eyed [A] girl
The [D] words her lover had said
_ Mother you know [C]
awaits the news
She'll only know [G] it's here
_ [D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Some members of my quintet.
On the bass, [Abm] [D] Mr.
Jim Kerwin.
[E] _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ And [G] on the fiddle [Gm] and the fiddle [D] case
and other [A] percussive instruments, [E] Mr.
Joe Craven. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [D] He was lost, the [C] blue-eyed Boston boy
His voice was [G] low with me
[D] I'll do your [C] bidding, comrade mine
If I ride [G] back again
[D] But if you ride [G] back and I am left
[D] You'll do as much for me
Mother, you [C] know, must hear the news
So write to her _ [G] tenderly
_ [D] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [D] She's waiting at home [C] like a patient's faint
Her bald face [G] pale with old
[D] Her heart will be broken [C] when I am gone
I'll save her [G] soon, I know
[D] Just then the [G] order came to charge
[D] For an instant hand-touched hand
They said I [C] am the way they rode
That brave and [G] devoted band
_ [D] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _
[D] _ _ _ _ [B] _ [A] _
[C] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [D] Straight was the track [C] to the top of the hill
The rebels they [G] shot and shelled
[D] Loud burls of death [C] through the toiling race
And guarded them [G] as they fell
[D] There soon came a [G] horrible dying [D] scream
From heights they could not gain
And those that [C] doomed in death and spirit
Wrote slowly [G] home again
_ [D] _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[D] But among the dead [C] that was left on the hill
Was the boy with the [G] curly hair
[D] The tall dark [C] man that rode by his side
They did [G] beside him
_ [D] There's no one to [G] ride to the blue-eyed [A] girl
The [D] words her lover had said
_ Mother you know [C]
awaits the news
She'll only know [G] it's here
_ [D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _