Misc Traditional – The Corps (Guitar)

C   C             Am     Am         G      G
The Corps,        The Corps,        The Corps

C              F      C    F  C
The Corps bare headed salu-te it

C            F            C   G
With eyes up thanking our God

      C         F         C     F
That  we of the Corps are treading

      C           Am         G
Where they of the Corps have trod.

         Am      Em      A#    A
They are here in ghostly assem-blage,

    F          G          C
The men of the Corps long dead.

        C          F        C     F
And our hearts are standing atten-tion,

F     C              G       C
As we wait for their passing tread.

C  Am               C
We sons of Today we salute you

               F       C
You sons of an earlier day

          Em          Am
We follow close order behind you

      D       D           G
Where you have pointed the way.

    C         Am         C
The Long Gray Line of us stretches

C                      F       C
Through the years of a century told,

                 Am           C
And the last man feels to his marrow

    G            D       G
The grip of your far-off hold.

C                  F              C   F C
Grip hands with us now, though we se..e not,

C                   F          C   G
Grip hands with us, strengthen our hearts

       C         F            C   F  C
As the long line stiffens and straightens

C                         Am       G
With the thrill that your presence imparts.

     Am                Em          A#   A
Grip hands – though it be from the sha-dows –

    F                  G      C
While we swear, as you did of yore,

   C          F         C
Or living, or dying, to honor

C             F       G         F   C
The Corps,    and the Corps,    and the Corps!