Im going to call this D2:
E|x
B|x
G|x
D|0
A|0
E|0


D2 (whole time)

I see you've found a box of my things -
Infantries, tanks and smoldering airplane wings.
These old pictures are cool. Tell me some stories
Was it like the old war movies?
Sit down son. Let me fill you in

(Chorus)
D                       G                              D
Where to begin? Let's start with the end
                                       A                                   D
This black and white photo don't capture the skin
                               G                                      D
From the flash of a gun to a soldier who's done
                            A (let it ring)
Trust me grandson

The war was in color

(Fill)

e | 2-2-0-0---3-3-2-2---2-2-0-0---3-3-2--|
B | 3-3-3---2-3-3-3---3-3-3-3---2-3-3-3--|
G | 2-2-2-----2-2-2-----2-2-2-----2-2-2--|
D | -------------------------------------|
A | -------------------------------------|
E | -------------------------------------|

D2 (whole time, with fill in background)

From shipyard to sea, From factory to sky
From rivet to rifle, from boot camp to battle cry
I wore the mask up high on a daylight run
That held my face in its clammy hand
Crawled over coconut logs and corpses in the coral sand

(Chorus same as above)

Where to begin? Let¹s start with the end
This black and white photo don't capture the skin
From the shock of a shell or the memory of smell
If red is for Hell
The war was in color

D2(whole time, with fill in background)

I held the canvas bag over the railing
The dead released, with the ship still sailing,
Out of our hands and into the swallowing sea
I felt the crossfire stitching up soldiers
Into a blanket of dead, and as the night grows colder
In a window back home, a Blue Star is traded for Gold.

(Chorus same as above)

Where to begin? Let's start with the end
This black and white photo don't capture the skin
When metal is churned. And bodies are burned
Victory earned
The War was in color

(Let thes notes ring)
                        G                    D
Now I lay in my grave at age 21
                                        A
Long before you were born
                           D
Before I bore a son
                            G
What good did it do?
                               D
Well hopefully for you
                             A
A world without war
                         A
A life full of color

D                        G
Where to begin? Let's start with the end
D                              A
This black and white photo never captured my skin
D                    G
Once it was torn from an enemy thorn
D
Straight through the core
A
The war was in color
D                       G
Where to begin? Let's start with the end
D                               A
This black and white photo never captured my skin
D
From the flash of a gun
G
To a soldier who's done
D
Trust me grandson
A
The war was in color
 D
Trust me granson
A
The war was in color
D
Trust me grandson
A
The war was in color

(Fill)

D    A
The War


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