rd Fret
Intro: D Cadd9 Em7 D/A (2x)
Am C G
It was carnival, 1898
D C G
When they blew up the Maine in Havana
D Am C G
The young across the country, they all called for blood
D C G
But the elders they remembered
D Am C G
'Cause they'd fought a Civil War, they'd seen the bodies piled
D C G
They were in no rush to send young men to die
D Am C G
But them yellow journalists, they got the nation riled
D C G
And them war drums kept on beating
Em G D
The world it never knew what hit
Em G D
The American century begun
Em G D A
And that short little war, that they had themselves with Spain
Em G D
Old Glory never was the same
Em G D
Oh, after 1898
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