George F Root - Tramp Tramp Tramp 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
         
         
         
         
         
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
         
         
         
         
         
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
No chord
    
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo
AIn my prison cell I sit, thinking, Dmother, dear, of Ayou, and our bright and happy home so far aEway And my Aeyes they fill with tears, 'spite of Dall that I can Ado, though I try to cheer my Ecomrades and be Agay. ATramp! Tramp! Tramp! The boys are marching; Echeer up, Acomrades, they will Ecome. And beAneath the starry flag we shall Dbreathe the air aAgain Of the Dfree land in Eour own beloved Ahome. AIn the battle front we stood, when their Dfiercest charge they Amade, and they swept us off a hundred men or Emore But beAfore we reached their lines, they were Dbeaten back, disAmayed, and we heard the cry of Evict'ry o'er and Ao'er. ATramp! Tramp! Tramp! The boys are marching; Echeer up, Acomrades, they will Ecome. And beAneath the starry flag we shall Dbreathe the air aAgain Of the Dfree land in Eour own beloved Ahome. ASo within the prison cell, we are Dwaiting for the Aday, that shall come to open wide the iron Edoor And the Ahollow eye grows bright, and the Dpoor heart almost Agay, as we think of seeing Ehome and friends once Amore. ATramp! Tramp! Tramp! The boys are marching; Echeer up, Acomrades, they will Ecome. And beAneath the starry flag we shall Dbreathe the air aAgain Of the Dfree land in Eour own beloved Ahome.

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