Kathy Mattea – Somebodys Darling (Guitar)

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[Verse 1]
F        F           F                  F
Into the ward of the clean white-washed halls,

C              F             C     C7
Where the dead slept and the dying lay;

A          A         Dm         Dm
Wounded by bayonets, sabres and balls,

G7         G7          C        C7
Somebody's darling was born one day.

C          F          C            F
Somebody's darling so young and so brave,

Bb      F            C              F
Wearing still on his sweet yet pale face

F          F          Bb          Bb
Soon to be hid in the dust of the grave,

F             C            C7        F
The lingering light of his boyhood's grace.
[Chorus]
C          F        C          F
Somebody's darling, somebody's pride,

Bb              F      C7            F
Who'll tell his Mother where her boy died?
[Verse 2]
F          F            F          F
Matted and damp are his tresses of gold,

C           F             C         C7
Kissing the snow of that fair young brow;

A            A            Dm       Dm
Pale are the lips of most delicate mould,

G7         G7         C     C7
Somebody's darling is dying now.

C             F         C             F
Back from his beautiful purple-veined brow,

Bb            F         C        F
Brush off the wandering waves of gold;

F               F            Bb          Bb
Cross his white hands on his broad bosom now,

F          C          C7        F
Somebody's darling is still and cold.
[Chorus]
C          F        C          F
Somebody's darling, somebody's pride,

Bb              F      C7            F
Who'll tell his Mother where her boy died?
[Verse 3]
F          F            F           F
Somebody's watching and waiting for him,

C           F         C           C7
Yearning to hold him again to her breast;

A            A             Dm           Dm
Yet there he lies with his blue eyes so dim,

G7          G7              C     C7
And purple, child-like lips half apart.

C        F        C             F
Tenderly bury the fair, unknown dead,

Bb         F           C       F
Pausing to drop on his grave a tear;

F            F           Bb       Bb
Carve on the wooden slab over his head,

F           C          C7         F
"Somebody's darling is slumbering here."
[Chorus]
C          F        C          F
Somebody's darling, somebody's pride,

Bb              F      C7            F
Who'll tell his Mother where her boy died?