Аккорды Kathy Mattea - Somebody's Darling

[Verse 1]

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Into the ward of the clean white-washed halls,
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Where the dead slept and the dying lay;
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Wounded by bayonets, sabres and balls,
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Somebody's darling was borne one day.
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Somebody's darling so young and so brave,
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Wearing still on his sweet yet pale face
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Soon to be hid in the dust of the grave,
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The lingering light of his boyhood's grace.

[Chorus]

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Somebody's darling, somebody's pride,
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Who'll tell his Mother where her boy died?

[Verse 2]

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Matted and damp are his tresses of gold,
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Kissing the snow of that fair young brow;
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Pale are the lips of most delicate mould,
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Somebody's darling is dying now.
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Back from his beautiful purple-veined brow,
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Brush off the wandering waves of gold;
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Cross his white hands on his broad bosom now,
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Somebody's darling is still and cold.

[Chorus]

C          F        C          F
Somebody's darling, somebody's pride,
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Who'll tell his Mother where her boy died?

[Verse 3]

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Somebody's watching and waiting for him,
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Yearning to hold him again to her breast;
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Yet there he lies with his blue eyes so dim,
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And purple, child-like lips half apart.
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Tenderly bury the fair, unknown dead,
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Pausing to drop on this grave a tear;
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Carve on the wooden slab over his head,
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"Somebody's darling is slumbering here."

[Chorus]

C          F        C          F
Somebody's darling, somebody's pride,
B               F      C7            F
Who'll tell his Mother where her boy died?