Tom: A
Introdução: A
F#m
E
D
A
F#m
Your sword's grown old and rusty
E
D
Burnt beneath the rising sun
A
F#m
It's locked up like a trophy
E
D
Forgetting all the things it's done
And though it's been a long time
A
When I was 17
F#m
I had wrists like steel
E
D
And I felt complete
And now my body fades
A
F#m
Your sword's grown old and rusty
E
D
Burnt beneath the rising sun
A
F#m
It's locked up like a trophy
E
D
Forgetting all the things it's done
And though it's been a long time
A
I heard you play guitar
F#m
Down at a seedy bar
E
D
Where skinheads used to fight
Your Tokugawa smile
A
F#m
Your sword's grown old and rusty
E
D
Burnt beneath the rising sun
A
F#m
It's locked up like a trophy
E
D
Forgetting all the things it's done
And though it's been a long time
A
F#m
I see you shine in your way
E
D
Gº
on,
(chorus )
A
F#m
Your sword's grown old and rusty
E
D
Burnt beneath the rising sun
A
F#m
It's locked up like a trophy
E
D
Forgetting all the things it's done
And though it's been a long time