(intro) D Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D (verso 1)Cadd9 G Some days I rememberD Dsus2 D Dsus4 Some days I forgetDsus4 Bm Bsus2 Bm Every notch on my pistolG A Asus2 A and not one damn regretA G G/F# Em C Oh but I've come a long wayD D/C# D/B Asus4 from the old dreams I hadG thank god for the whiskeyA D Dsus2 D and the angel of goliad(verso 2) We were meant to be martyrs In a war of ideals But now all is peaceful in the forts and the fields Except when the night winds Cry lonesome and sad Thank god for the whiskey and the angel of goliad (verso 3) Sometimes I hear hoofbeats Out there in the dark Like old Santa Ana Riding in from New York And I still curse the bastard People think I've gone mad Thank God for the whiskey and the Angel of Goliad (verso 4) Now I'm just an old man (some day we'll fly) and my best days are gone (to a far distant land) nobody knows me (but angels and outlaws) and it's time to move on (and walk hand in hand) This whole world is changing for good and for bad Thank God for the whiskey and the Angel of Goliad (outro)Cadd9 G Some days I rememberD Dsus2 D Some days I forget
The Angel Of Goliad
Brian Burns
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Tom:
Capotraste: