Otis Gibbs — Ghosts Of Our Fathers табулатура и аккорды

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Am F C

[Verse]
C          Am       F
He was almost blind
                                C
They say it happens when you've been punched to many times
               Am    F
His hands were stone
                      C
He was a bare-knuckle champion in an earlier life
            Am           F
It was hard not to stare
                 C
At his busted up nose and cauliflower ears
         Am          F
And he'd smile at me
                     C                        G
And say the toughest fighters have their souvenirs


[Chorus]
F
How to carry on
         C
When the hardest punch is thrown
F                                 C
And take away the burden from our shoulders


[Verse]
         Am        F
He lived next door
                           C
He'd sometimes get with my father and talk about life
            Am       F
And sit on the porch
                  C
Drinkin' beer and remembering happier times
            Am    F
And I was a child
                  C
And I was far too young to ever understand
                        Am   F
What it meant to have a son
                       C              G
Who'd been drafted and killed in Vietnam


[Chorus]
F
How to carry on
         C
When the hardest punch is thrown
F                                 C
And take away the burden from our shoulders


[Verse]
              Am  F
My father and I
                  C               
Tried to keep him company so his mind could rest
            Am     F
On Saturday nights
                     C
We'd huddle 'round a black and white TV set
                     Am      F
And we all stood and cheered
                     C
When Ali knocked out Foreman that night in Zaire
               Am    F
And later that night
                   C                         G
My father held his hand as he broke down and cried


[Chorus]
F
How to carry on
         C
When the hardest punch is thrown
F                                 C
And take away the burden from our shoulders


[Verse]
                   Am   F
And there stands a wall
                C
In the clearing across from the national mall
                  Am    F
It's crowded with names
                    C
Of the thousands of children that never came home
               Am   F
I stood in the rain
                   C
Watching dozens of mourners stumbling by
               Am   F
When I saw his name
                        C
I felt the ghost of our fathers kneeling at my side