Ethel Lynn Beers - All Quiet Along The Potomac Tonight Chords

 
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
2 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
1
1
4
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
2
2 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3

9 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1
         
         
         
         
         
2
3
1
4 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
4
4
4
X
2 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
2
4
3
4 fr
         
         
         
         
         
4
3
1
2
1
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1

9 fr
         
         
         
         
         
4
3
1
1
1
X
9 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
4 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
         
         
         
         
         
2
3
1
4
         
         
         
         
         
2
1
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
2
4
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
1
4
1
         
         
         
         
         
2
1
4
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
4

9 fr
         
         
         
         
         
4
3
1
1
1
2
12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
1
2
4
1
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
2
2 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
4
4
4
X
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
4
3
1
1
1
X
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4

10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X

Fm

variations
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
1
1
1
4 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
2
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
1
1
1
9 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
2
1
6 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
X
No chord
    
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo

A

"All Aquiet aElong the PoAtomac tonight," exEcept here and there a E7stray Apicket, is shot as he Ewalks on his Abeat to and fro, by a Erifleman Dhid in the E7thicEket 'Tis E7nothing a Eprivate or Atwo now and Ethen, will not Dcount in the news of the AbatEtle Not an Dofficer Elost, only Aone of the Dmen, moaning Aout all aElone the E7death ratAtle. "All quiet aFmlong the PoEtoE7mac EtonAight!" "All Aquiet aElong the PoAtomac tonight," where the Esoldiers lie E7peacefully Adreaming And their tents in the Erays of the Aclear autumn moon, and the Elight of the Dcamp fires are E7gleaEming There's E7only the Esound of the Alone sentry's Etread, as he Dtramps from the rock to the AfounEtain And Dthinks of the Etwo on the Alow trundle Dbed, far aAway in the Ecot on the E7mounAtain. "All quiet aFmlong the PoEtoE7mac EtonAight!" His Amusket falls Eslack his Aface, dark and grim, grows Egentle with E7memories Atender As he mutters a Epray'r for the Achildren asleep, and their Emother, "May Dheaven deE7fend Eher!" The E7moon seems to Eshine as Abrightly as Ethen, that Dnight, when the love yet unAspoEken. Leap'd Dup to his Elips, and when Alow murmur'd Dvows, were Apledg'd, to be Eever E7un Abroken. "All quiet aFmlong the PoEtoE7mac EtonAight!" Then Adrawing his Esleeve roughly Ao'er his eyes, he Edashes off the E7tears that are Awelling And Egathers his gun close up Ato his breast, as if to Ekeep down the Dheart's E7swellEing He E7passes the Efountain, the Ablasted pine Etree, and his Dfootstep is lagging and AweaEry Yet Donward he Egoes, thro' the Abroad belt of Dlight, toward the Ashades of the fEorest E7so dreaAry. "All quiet aFmlong the PoEtoE7mac EtonAight!" Hark! Awas it the Enight-wind that Arustles the leaves, Ewas it the moonlight so E7wond'rously Aflashing? It Elook'd like a rifle! "Ha, AMary, good-bye!", and his Elife-blood is Debbing and E7plashEing. "All E7quiet aElong the PoAtomac toEnight," no Dsound save the rush of the ArivEer While Dsoft falls the Edew on the Aface of the Ddead, the Apicket's off Eduty forE7ev Aer. "All quiet aFmlong the PoEtoE7mac EtonAight!" "All quiet aFmlong the PoEtoE7mac EtonAight!"

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