{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":1447404,"song":"The Marine","artist":"Austin Britnell","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11257182-the-marine-chords-by-austin-britnell/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/1447404?type=chord","rating":0,"votes":0,"content":"The marine\r\nno capo DONT PLAY THE E STRING WITH ANY CHORD! Chords played the same throughout entire song\r\n[tab][ch]Dsus[/ch]              [ch]G/C[/ch]                  [ch]G[/ch]\r\ntheyre he sat down with his boots on and tied[/tab]\r\ngun strapped around his back with tears in his eyes\r\nstaring at a picture of his wife and his son\r\nin two more days he’ll be back with both of them\r\n\r\ngun fire crossed the streets as he sat there in his hole\r\nthe bullet wound in his chest was no match for his soul\r\ngave his life for all 10 men, a true marine he was\r\nas his eyes grew dim he smiled because\r\n\r\n\r\nhes goin homeeeeeeeeee\r\ngoin homeeeeee\r\nhomeeeeeeee\r\nhomeeeeeee\r\n\r\nTheyre she sat down with her necklace in her hand\r\nthe one he gave to her before he left to Iran\r\nstaring its glimmer, the luxery and the shine\r\nthe gift of her marine is a gift of divine\r\n\r\nhes comin homeeeeeeeeeeeeee\r\ncomin hommmeeeeeeeeeeee\r\ncomin home \r\ncomin home\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\ntheyre she sat down, her necklace in her hand\r\ntears dropped upon his grave as she buried it in the land\r\nas the 21 shots sounded off a picture laid lifeless\r\nshe picked it up all it read was this\r\n\r\nim comin hommmeeeeeeee\r\ncomin homeeeeeeeeee\r\n comin home \r\ncomin home\r\nim comin hommmeeeeeeee\r\ncomin homeeeeeeeeee\r\n comin home \r\ncomin home","plain_text":"The marine\nno capo DONT PLAY THE E STRING WITH ANY CHORD! Chords played the same throughout entire song\n\ngun strapped around his back with tears in his eyes\nstaring at a picture of his wife and his son\nin two more days he’ll be back with both of them\n\ngun fire crossed the streets as he sat there in his hole\nthe bullet wound in his chest was no match for his soul\ngave his life for all 10 men, a true marine he was\nas his eyes grew dim he smiled because\n\n\nhes goin homeeeeeeeeee\ngoin homeeeeee\nhomeeeeeeee\nhomeeeeeee\n\nTheyre she sat down with her necklace in her hand\nthe one he gave to her before he left to Iran\nstaring its glimmer, the luxery and the shine\nthe gift of her marine is a gift of divine\n\nhes comin homeeeeeeeeeeeeee\ncomin hommmeeeeeeeeeeee\ncomin home \ncomin home\n\n\n\ntheyre she sat down, her necklace in her hand\ntears dropped upon his grave as she buried it in the land\nas the 21 shots sounded off a picture laid lifeless\nshe picked it up all it read was this\n\nim comin hommmeeeeeeee\ncomin homeeeeeeeeee\n comin home \ncomin home\nim comin hommmeeeeeeee\ncomin homeeeeeeeeee\n comin home \ncomin home","chords":["E","Dsus","G/C","G"],"chord_diagrams":{"G":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[2,1,0,0,0,3],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,3]}}}