Bruce Springsteen: The Wall
Unreleased, Live November 16 2005 version

    G (320003@1)                    D (xx0232@1)        G (320003@1)               D (xx0232@1)
Cigarettes and a bottle of beer, this poem that I wrote for you
           G (320003@1)                  D (xx0232@1)           G (320003@1)                   D (xx0232@1)This black stone and these hard tears they're all I've got left now of you
    Bm (x24432@1)                                                                  DI (xx0232@1)remember you in your Marine uniform laughing, laughing at your ship out party
          Bm (x24432@1)                          DI've (xx0232@1)read Robert McNamara, he says he's sorry

                   G (320003@1)               D (xx0232@1)        G (320003@1)                 DYeah, (xx0232@1)you and your boots and black t-shirt, oh, Billy you looked so bad
     G (320003@1)                        D (xx0232@1)          G (320003@1)                            D (xx0232@1)      
Yeah you and your rock and roll band was the best thing this shit town ever had

        Bm (x24432@1)                                                  DNow (xx0232@1)the men that put you here eat with their families in rich dining halls
      Bm (x24432@1)                                       DAnd (xx0232@1)apology and forgiveness got no place here at all, here at the wall

    G (320003@1)                          D (xx0232@1)              G (320003@1)            DI'm (xx0232@1)sorry that I missed you last year, I couldn't find no one to drive me
        G (320003@1)                               D (xx0232@1)            G (320003@1)             D (xx0232@1) 
If your eyes could cut through that black stone, tell me would they recognize me

        Bm (x24432@1)                                DFor (xx0232@1)the living time it must be served, life goes on
    Bm (x24432@1)                                    DCigarettes (xx0232@1)and a bottle of beer and skin on black stone

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            G (320003@1)                D (xx0232@1)              G (320003@1)                D (xx0232@1)   
High school pictures and paper flowers, there's ribbons as red as the blood
            G (320003@1)              D (xx0232@1)     G (320003@1)                DYeah (xx0232@1)as the blood you spilled in the Central Highlands mud
         Bm (x24432@1)                                           DNow (xx0232@1)the limousines rush down Pennsylvania Avenue as the rain falls
 Bm (x24432@1)                                     DApology (xx0232@1)and forgiveness got no place here at all