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                             The Wall-Bruce Springsteen
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Tabbed by:Nick V.
E-mail:BlindTerry333@gmail.com

The version from 2014's "High Hopes".  

Tuning:EADGBE

Capo III 

C:x32010
Fmaj7:xx3210
Gsus:302013
Am:x02201

Intro:
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e|--------------------------------------0-------------------------------------|
B|------------------1-0-1----0-------------1----------------------------------|
G|--------0h2--2p0--------2-----2--2p0--------0-------------------------------|
D|-----0----------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---0------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-3--------------------------------------------------------------------------|

Verses

C                         Fmaj7     C                      Gsus
Cigarettes and a bottle of beer, this poem that I wrote for you
C                         Fmaj7       C                          Gsus
This black stone and these hard tears are all I got left now of you
Am                                    Fmaj7                 C
I remember you in your Marine uniform laughing, laughing at your ship out party
      Am                          C    Fmaj7               
I read Robert McNamara says he's sorry


C                         Fmaj7        C                    Gsus
Your high boots and striped t-shirt, ah, Billy you looked so bad
C                         Fmaj7                    C                              Gsus  
Yeah you and your rock and roll band, you were the best thing this shit town ever had
Am                                          Fmaj7         C
Now the men that put you here eat with their families in rich dining halls
Am                    C                     Fmaj7             C       Fmaj7
And apology and forgiveness got no place here at all, here at the wall


C                         Fmaj7        C                               Gsus
Well I'm sorry I missed you last year, I couldn't find no one to drive me
C                          Fmaj7          C                                  Gsus
If your eyes could cut through that black stone, tell me would they recognize me
Am                                 Fmaj7                 C
For the living time it must be served as the day goes on
Am                   Fmaj7              C            Fmaj7
Cigarettes and a bottle of beer, skin on black stone


C                             Fmaj7            C                             Gsus
On the ground dog tags and wreaths of flowers, with the ribbons red as the blood
C                         Fmaj7     C                    Gsus  
Red as the blood you spilled in the Central Highlands mud
Am                            Fmaj7                C
Limousines rush down Pennsylvania Avenue, rustling the leaves as they fall
Am                                Fmaj7               C               Fmaj7
And apology and forgiveness got no place here at all, here at the wall

C Fmaj7 C Gsus (until fade out)

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