Standard (EADGBE)

: x220xx or 022000

Verse 1

Spitting from the bridges, like a bird perched on a branch,

 I'm wilting like a tree that will never let me breathe.

Pre-chorus

Soul soldier with your gun held high, where does the crow fly,

soul soldier with your gun held high, will you follow it home.

Chorus

For the road that we walk has more miles left to talk,

stories on and on we go, into the great wide open.

Verse 2

No it never came back to break me, the way it broke it down,

spitting from the bridges, while the trees give a soft sigh to the ground.

Pre-chorus

Soul soldier with your gun held high, where does the crow fly,

soul soldier with your gun held high, will you follow it home.

Chorus

For the road that we walk has more miles left to talk,

For the road that we walk has more miles left to talk,

stories on and on we go, into the great wide open, into the great wide open.

Bridge

The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head,

The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head,

Pre-chorus

Soul soldier with your gun held high, where does the crow fly,

soul soldier with your gun held high, will you follow it home.

Chorus

The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head,

The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head,

Climb out, climb out (woah), climb out, climb out (woah),

Climb out, climb out (woah), over me.

Climb out, climb out (woah), climb out, climb out (woah),

Climb out, climb out (woah), over me.

Into the great wide open...

THAT'S IT, HAVE FUN!!