Tono: A
Introducción:
Bm A
For thirty hard years I was a newspaperman
D
I made my living with a pen and a pad
Bm A
God I miss the smell of paper and the ink on my hands
Bm A
Been back from the desert for a year or so
D
Left more in the sand then you'll ever know
Bm B D
Another war's waiting for me when I got back home
F#m G
In the name of the flags one gave their lives
D G
I'm still living yeah Semper Fi
G Em G
Well that's my story, what else can I say
Hey hey
D A
I got a lot to give so can't you see
Bm G
I'm still breathing an my heart still beats
D A
They took the car but they left the lease
Bm G
Does anybody want what's left of me
(bridge, same chords)
D A
I got a lot to give so can't you see
Bm G
I'm still breathing an my heart still beats
D A
They took the car but they left the lease
Bm G
Does anybody want what's left of me
Boarding up the house they left the keys
A Bm G
Does anybody want, Does anybody want
Does anybody want what's left of me