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“Sleep Sweet Countrymen”
By Reverend Glasseye
from the album ‘Our Lady of the Broken Spine’
tabbed by Eric Bonkowski
- great great song. lyrics transcribed by ear,
so some my be a bit off. Sorry. Enjoy!
C G
I pledge allegiance to our countrymen
Am
our country it is safe again
as we safely go to bed at night
C G
in our warm nests
N.C.
I sing my song
Am
I have been this place before
Dm Am
as I spoke on to the children
Dm Am
my hands they seem to tremble
C G Am
the closer I get
Am
I'm a very stupid man
Dm Am
and I'll lead them to the slaughter
Dm Am C G Am
save the son and daughter of our failing every-man
Am
our love is a love that gives
Dm Am
but the price it is uncertain
Dm Am
and the way it is so dangerous
C G Am
to those of little bread
Am
and I wash my hands clean
Dm Am
in the waters of optimism
Dm Am C G Am
contaminating pearls with eagles sacrifice my friends
C G Am
eagles sacrifice
C G Am
eagles sacrifice my fiends
C G Am
eagles sacrifice
Dm
sleep sweet countrymen
Am
till we need you again
C
we will raise our arms
G
against the face of horror
Dm
and I will fight and feed
Am
oh in the name of need
C
get on your battered knees
G Am
and please don't make a sound
Am
the soldiers are asleep
Dm Am
in the holy land of questions
Dm Am
the most important lesson:
C G Am
they get out alive
Am
and I call out to the parson
Dm Am
he waves his hands against me
Dm Am
my countrymen like Christians
C G Am
with the li-ons around
Am
and I call out to the general
Dm Am
and his most vital position
Dm Am
as the king of isolation
C G Am
in this land of suicides
Am
and I call out to the maidens
Dm Am
who wear the pelts of jackals
Dm Am
and little less but shackles
C G Am
fill our lust-filled appetites, my friends
C G Am
our lust-filled appetites
C G Am
our lust-filled appetites, my friends
C G Am
our lust-filled appetites
Dm
this sweet countrymen
Am
is where our paths will end
C
your duties pair adjust
G
my duties what I must
Dm
only I think of you
Am
in what I have to do
C
I'll burn the chapel house
G
and make attempts of truce
Dm
and I don't live a gifted life
Am
I'll hoist your flag and make it mine
C
against the wall that's closing tight
G
I'll send your wounded down the line
Dm
oh I will count the ways
Am
oh each and every day
C G Am
9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1
C
so please
G
rise for the very honored judge
Am
the jury has you to appeal
Am
we'll make this gallow pole your home
C
we'll make our motives very clear
(other lyrics for round, over previous verse)
I will fall into the depths of hell
before I sail this ship a port
forget about the house of god
and go away this house of fear
as the saints go marching in I know
I want more gin to think and
if I die before I wake I
bet you are my sin to take
END:
Dm Am
C G
sleep sweet countrymen
Dm Am
oh my country-men
C G
sleep sweet countrymen
Dm Am
oh my country-men
C G
sleep sweet countrymen
Dm Am
oh my country-men
C
sleep sweet country
G Am
sleep sweet country-men
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