There is a lot of picking in this song (not much strumming) not to mention a
plethora of other instruments giving an overwhelming and eerie effect to 
the music. But I tried to find the chords as best I could in the'
conglomeration of instruments. 


Intro: 
            F#m (244222@1)                 Dsus4|---------|-2-------------------|-0-------| (xx0233@1)|---------|-2---pick individual-|-2-------|
|---------|-2---strings after---|-3-------| x2
|------2--|-4---the downbeat----|-0-------|
|--2-4----|-4-------------------|-0-------|
|---------|-2-------------------|-x-------|

Verse 1

      F#m (244222@1)        F#m/E       D (xx0232@1)              D/E (000232@1)              D/F#I (200232@1)was there in the winter of '64, camped in the ice at Nashville's door. 

       A (x02220@1)              A/G# (402220@1)    F#m (244222@1)   E (022100@1)                E/C# (042100@1)   D (xx0232@1)    
Three-hundred miles our trail had led, we barely had time to bury our dead.

         D (xx0232@1)                            E (022100@1)          E (022100@1)        E/C# (042100@1)   DWhen (xx0232@1)the yankees charged and the colors fell, Overton Hill was a living hell.

                 D (xx0232@1)                  E (022100@1)     
When we called retreat it was almost dark, 

   E (022100@1)               E/C# (042100@1)  Dmaj7I (xx0222@1)died with a grape-shot in my heart.


Chorus

D (xx0232@1)    E (022100@1)       F#m (244222@1)      D (xx0232@1)    D/C# (x40232@1) Esus4 (022200@1) ESay (022100@1)a prayer for peace, for every fallen son.

D (xx0232@1)     E (022100@1)    F#m (244222@1)    D (xx0232@1)    D/C# (x40232@1)  Esus4 (022200@1)  ESet (022100@1)my spirit free, let me lay down my gun.

      BmBm/C# (x24432@1)     D (xx0232@1)
Sweet Mother Mary, I'm so tired, 

D (xx0232@1)                   D/E (000232@1)         F#m (244222@1)     Ebut (022100@1)I can't come home til the last shot's fired. 


Verse 2

   F#mF#m/E (244222@1)D (xx0232@1)   D (xx0232@1)           D/E (000232@1)          D/F#In (200232@1)June of 1944, I waded in the blood of Omaha's shore.

       A (x02220@1)     A/G# (402220@1)    F#m (244222@1)     E (022100@1)           E/C# (042100@1)   D (xx0232@1)     
Twenty-one and scared to death, my heart poundin' in my chest.

         D (xx0232@1)                 E (022100@1)         E (022100@1)                 E/C# (042100@1)   DI (xx0232@1)almost made the first sea wall, when my friends turned and saw me fall.
 
        D (xx0232@1)                       E (022100@1)         
I still smell the smoke, I can taste the mud, 

      E (022100@1)            E/C# (042100@1)   Dmaj7 (xx0222@1)
as I lay there dying from a loss of blood.


Chorus


Interlude

    D (xx0232@1)                           EI'm (022100@1)in the fields of Vietnam, the mountains of Afghanistan,

    D (xx0232@1)                                  EAnd (022100@1)I'm still hopin', waitin', prayin' I did not die in vain.


Chorus (reprise)

D (xx0232@1)    E (022100@1)       F#m (244222@1)      D (xx0232@1)    D/C# (x40232@1) Esus4 (022200@1) ESay (022100@1)a prayer for peace, for every fallen son.

D (xx0232@1)     E (022100@1)    F#m (244222@1)    D (xx0232@1)    D/C# (x40232@1)  Esus4 (022200@1)  ESet (022100@1)our spirits free, let us lay down our guns.

      BmBm/C# (x24432@1)       D (xx0232@1)
Sweet Mother Mary, We're so tired, 

    D (xx0232@1)                       D/E (000232@1)    F#m (244222@1)     
but We can't come home til the last shot's fired. 

D (xx0232@1)                 F#m (244222@1)    DTil (xx0232@1)the Last Shot's Fired.


[closing chorus is a cappella]