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!!