DD I was fallen dead in battleD G D Must've been Tuesday, I don't know the dateBm G I gave everything everyone asked forG D But I'll say where I'll be laidD7 G The many dead of my comradesG D All look the same in this placeD G D Won't you bury me far from my uniformD A D So God might remember my faceD G D GD Do not bother with CongressD G D With the rich or with the restBm G I fought their battles in this worldG D But I'll not fight for them in the nextD7 G Do not find me justiceG D Just find me a graveD G D And then bury me far from my uniformD A D So God might remember my faceD G D GD My mother, my mother you'll cry for meD G D You'll weep, with the next of our kinBm G You must promise never to think ofG D What is not, and what could have beenD7 G I'll not return to your tableG D So don't save me a placeD G D Just bury me far from my uniformG D From the iron cross medals I would've wornG D From the statues that sisters and widows mournG D From the newspaper clippin's and microformG D From Geneva, The Hague and NurembergD G From the sex of this world that I'll no longer tasteG D A Bm Won't you bury me far from my uniformD A D G So God might remember my faceD A D G Oh God will remember my faceG D A G A D Merciful God, please remember my face
Bury Me Far From My Uniform
Joe Pug
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Tom:
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