Oops, an error
Loading. Please wait.

Arlington ukulele

323 views 1 this week
no commentswrite comment
1 2 3 4 5
3 more votes to show rating
add to favorites
×
Save as Personal and add changes to this tab that will be seen only by you. Learn more ›
×
You can save this tab as Personal to edit and correct it or add notes. All changes will be seen only by you. Learn more »
launch autoscroll
font size
0
reset
transpose
0
reset
simplify chords
display chords
guitar tuner
edit
Autoscroll
slow
fast
+/-
esc
set tempo
stop
Strumming
There is no strumming pattern for this song yet. and get +5 IQ
ARLINGTON
Trace Adkins
Written by Jeremy Spillman and Dave Turnbull

Capo 3rd Fret (To Match Recording)

Intro: (G) (C/G) (G) (C/G)

I (G) never thought that (C/G) this is where I'd (G) settle down. (C/G)
I (G) thought I'd die an (C/G) old man back in (G) my hometown. 
They gave (G/F#) me this (Em) plot of land,
Me and some (C) other men, (D) for a job (G) well done. (C/G)  

There's a (G) big White House sits (C/G) on a hill just (G) up the road. (C/G)
The (G) man inside, he (C/G) cried the day they (G) brought me home. 
They (G/F#) folded (Em) up a flag and told my (C) Mom and Dad: (D)
"We're proud of (G) your son." 

  And I'm (C) proud to be on this (D) peaceful piece of (G) property.
  I'm on (C) sacred ground and I'm (D) in the best of (G) company.
  I'm (Em) thankful for those (D) thankful for the (C) things I've done.
  I can (D) rest in peace; 
  I'm one of the (C) chosen ones: (D)
  I made it to (G) Arlington. (C/G) (G) (C/G) 

I re(G)member Daddy (C/G) brought me here when (G) I was eight. (C/G)
We (G) searched all day to (C/G) find out where my (G) granddad lay. 
And when (G/F#) we finally (Em) found that cross,  
He said: "Son, this is (C) what it costs (D) to keep us (G) free." (C/G)

Now (G) here I am, a (G/C) thousand stones A(G)way from him. (C/G)
He (G) recognized me (G/C) on the first day (G) I came in.
And it (G/F#) gave (Em) me a chill when he (C) clicked his heels, (D)
And saluted (G) me. 

-Repeat Chorus- 

And (Em) everytime I (D) hear (G) twenty (G/F#) one (Em) guns,
(C) I know they brought another (G/B) hero (C) home to (D) us.

Fiddle Solo

  We're (Em) thankful for those (D/F#) thankful for the (C) things we've done.
  We can (D) rest in peace;  
  We are the (C) chosen ones: (D)
  We made it to (G) Arlington. (C/G) (G) (C/G) 

  Yeah, (Em) dust to dust,
  Don't (D) cry for us: 
  (NC) We made it to Arlington.

Repeat Intro 


Suggest correction
Creating personal tab
Creating personal tab
You can edit any tab online and save it as your Personal.

You can edit, replace or remove any tab part or add personal notes – all changes will be seen only by you.

Personal tabs can be accessed anytime from any device, even offline.
Learn more »
Give kudos to tab author, rate the tab!
1 2 3 4 5
comments
print report bad tab
guest
Wanna post a correction for this tab? Suggest correction