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There is a lot of picking in this song (not much strumming) not to mention a plethora of other instruments giving an overwhelming and eerie effect to the music. But I tried to find the chords as best I could in the' conglomeration of instruments. Intro: F#m Dsus4 |---------|-2-------------------|-0-------| |---------|-2---pick individual-|-2-------| |---------|-2---strings after---|-3-------| x2 |------2--|-4---the downbeat----|-0-------| |--2-4----|-4-------------------|-0-------| |---------|-2-------------------|-x-------| Verse 1 F#m F#m/E D D/E D/F# I was there in the winter of '64, camped in the ice at Nashville's door. A A/G# F#m E E/C# D Three-hundred miles our trail had led, we barely had time to bury our dead. D E E E/C# D When the yankees charged and the colors fell, Overton Hill was a living hell. D E When we called retreat it was almost dark, E E/C# Dmaj7 I died with a grape-shot in my heart. Chorus D E F#m D D/C# Esus4 E Say a prayer for peace, for every fallen son. D E F#m D D/C# Esus4 E Set my spirit free, let me lay down my gun. Bm Bm/C# D Sweet Mother Mary, I'm so tired, D D/E F#m E but I can't come home til the last shot's fired. Verse 2 F#m F#m/E D D D/E D/F# In June of 1944, I waded in the blood of Omaha's shore. A A/G# F#m E E/C# D Twenty-one and scared to death, my heart poundin' in my chest. D E E E/C# D I almost made the first sea wall, when my friends turned and saw me fall. D E I still smell the smoke, I can taste the mud, E E/C# Dmaj7 as I lay there dying from a loss of blood. Chorus Interlude D E I'm in the fields of Vietnam, the mountains of Afghanistan, D E And I'm still hopin', waitin', prayin' I did not die in vain. Chorus (reprise) D E F#m D D/C# Esus4 E Say a prayer for peace, for every fallen son. D E F#m D D/C# Esus4 E Set our spirits free, let us lay down our guns. Bm Bm/C# D Sweet Mother Mary, We're so tired, D D/E F#m but We can't come home til the last shot's fired. D F#m D Til the Last Shot's Fired. [closing chorus is a cappella]