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The Aftermath (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Silently to silence fall
in the fields of futile war
Toys of death are spitting lead
Where boys that were our soldiers bled
war horse and war machine

Curse the name of liberty
Marching on as if they should
mix in the dirt our brothers’ blood

Chorus:
In the mud and rain
what are we fighting for
Is it worth the pain
Is it worth dying for
Who will take the blame
Why did they make a war
Questions that come again
Should we be fighting at all

Once a ploughman hitched his team
Here he sowed his little dream
Now bodies arms and legs are strewn
Where musterd gas and barbwire bloom
Each moment’s like a year
I’ve nothing left inside for tears
Comrades dead or dying lie
I’m left alone asking why

repeat chorus

After the war
Left feeling no one has won
After the war
What does a soldier become

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The Aftermath (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Words and music by bob seger and craig frost

Dressed up to the nines
Dancin’ three-quarter time
The champagne is on ice
No one’s gonna guess
In your brand new dress
Girl, you sure look nice

Have a good time
Honey, don’t look back
Stone in the middle of the aftermath

Don’t wink, don’t blink
Don’t let `em think
His leavin’s got you down
Stand straight, hang tough
When they bring it up
Baby hold your ground

If they pry, don’t sigh
Pass it off with a laugh
It’s all part of living through the aftermath

You can do it honey
Keep that smile so sunny
You can show them what they want to see
Yes, you can

It’s a cold, hard scene
The singles thing
Losers everywhere
And it hurts to the bone
Headin’ home alone
When someone used to be there

So you take a few falls
And you learn to bounce back
It’s all part of living through the aftermath

Living through the aftermath
Baby, don’t look back
It’s the aftermath

The Aftermath (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Silently to silence fall
In the fields of futile war
Toys of death are spitting lead
Where boys that were our soldiers bled
War horse and war machine

Curse the name of liberty
Marching on as if they should
Mix in the dirt our brothers’ blood

In the mud and rain
What are we fighting for
Is it worth the pain is it worth dying for
Who will take the blame
Why did they make a war
Questions that come again
Should we be fighting at all

Once a ploughman hitched his team
Here he sowed his little dream
Now bodies arms and legs are strewn
Where mustard gas and barbwire bloom
Each moment’s like a year
I’ve nothing left inside for tears
Comrades dead or dying lie
I’m left alone asking why

After the war
Left feeling no one has won
After the war
What does a soldier become

The Aftermath (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(Instrumental)

The Aftermath (Letra)

Iron Maiden

Iron Maiden

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Silently to silence fall
In the fields of futile war
Toys of death are spitting lead
Where boys that were our soldiers bled
War horse and war machine

Curse the name of liberty
Marching on as if they should
Mix in the dirt our brother’s blood

In the mud and rain
What are we fighting for
Is it worth the pain
Is it worth dying for
Who will take the blame
Why did they make a war
Questions that come again
Should we be fighting at all

Once a ploughman hitched his team
Here he showed his little dream
Now bodies arms and legs are strewn
Where mustard gas and barbwire bloom
Each moment’ like a year
I’ve nothing left inside for tears
Comrades dead or dying lie
I’m left alone asking why

In the mud and rain
What are we fighting for
Is it worth the pain
Is it worth dying for
Who will take the blame
Why did they make a war
Questions that come again
Should we be fighting at all

After the war
Left feeling no one has won
After the war
What does a soldier become