The Colonels Journal Chords & Lyrics - Alec Benjamin
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[VERSE 1]
The old c[A]olonel was a v[E]eteran
Each ni[Fm]ght he'd take his m[Fm7]edicine
And sta[A]y up watching Letter[E]man
Tryin[Fm]g to forget
The th[A]ings he saw when he [E]was young
The carn[Fm]age and the sound [Fm7]of guns
He ke[A]pt his pain from e[E]veryone
With the [Fm]ink inside his pen
[CHORUS]
The col[A]onel kept a journal of his troubles and regrets
His bat[E]tles were internal, raging wars inside his head
'Til the e[Fm]nd, he was a soldier
'Cause the f[Fm7]ight was never over
The colo[A]nel kept a journal and he left it in a box
Buri[E]ed in the basement underneath some dirty socks
'Til the end[Fm7] , he was a soldier
'Cause the fi[A]ght was never o[E]ver
[VERSE 2]
And the d[A]ay he died, his k[E]ids flew in
Took some ti[Fm]me just to reme[Fm7]mber him
They clean[A]ed up his old medi[E]cine
As every[Fm]body wept
They were pac[A]king up the ce[E]llar
When they fo[Fm]und his diary, re[Fm7]ad it and
Coul[A]dn't believe the thi[E]ngs he said
With the i[Fm]nk inside his pen
[CHORUS]
The col[A]onel kept a journal of his troubles and regrets
His batt[E]les were internal, raging wars inside his head
'Til the en[Fm]d, he was a soldier
'Cause the fi[Fm7]ght was never ov[E]er
The col[A]onel kept a journal and he left it in a box
Bu[E]ried in the basement underneath some dirty socks
'Til the [Fm7]end, he was a soldier
'Cause the fi[A]ght was never ov[E]er
[BRIDGE]
M[A]mmm[E] -mmm[Fm]
M[A]mmm[E] -mmm[Fm7]
[VERSE 3]
The old col[A]onel was a vet[E]eran
My gra[Fm]nddad, and a gen[Fm7]tleman
I'[A]ll always reme[E]mber him
Oh, I sw[Fm]ear I won't forget
The t[A]hings he saw when h[E]e was young
The carn[Fm]age and the so[Fm7]und of guns
And the pa[A]in he kept from ev[E]eryone
With the in[Fm]k inside his pen
[CHORUS]
The col[A]onel kept a journal of his troubles and regrets
His bat[E]tles were internal, raging wars inside his head
'Til the en[Fm]d, he was a soldier
'Cause the f[Fm7]ight was never [E]over
The col[A]onel kept a journal and he left it in a box
Bu[E]ried in the basement underneath some dirty socks
'Til the end[Fm] , he was a soldie[Fm7]r
'Cause the fig[A]ht was never ov[E]er
[OUTRO]
Mm[A]mm-[E]mmm [Fm]
Mm[A]mm-[E]mmm [Fm7]
[A]
The old c[A]olonel was a v[E]eteran
Each ni[Fm]ght he'd take his m[Fm7]edicine
And sta[A]y up watching Letter[E]man
Tryin[Fm]g to forget
The th[A]ings he saw when he [E]was young
The carn[Fm]age and the sound [Fm7]of guns
He ke[A]pt his pain from e[E]veryone
With the [Fm]ink inside his pen
[CHORUS]
The col[A]onel kept a journal of his troubles and regrets
His bat[E]tles were internal, raging wars inside his head
'Til the e[Fm]nd, he was a soldier
'Cause the f[Fm7]ight was never over
The colo[A]nel kept a journal and he left it in a box
Buri[E]ed in the basement underneath some dirty socks
'Til the end[Fm7] , he was a soldier
'Cause the fi[A]ght was never o[E]ver
[VERSE 2]
And the d[A]ay he died, his k[E]ids flew in
Took some ti[Fm]me just to reme[Fm7]mber him
They clean[A]ed up his old medi[E]cine
As every[Fm]body wept
They were pac[A]king up the ce[E]llar
When they fo[Fm]und his diary, re[Fm7]ad it and
Coul[A]dn't believe the thi[E]ngs he said
With the i[Fm]nk inside his pen
[CHORUS]
The col[A]onel kept a journal of his troubles and regrets
His batt[E]les were internal, raging wars inside his head
'Til the en[Fm]d, he was a soldier
'Cause the fi[Fm7]ght was never ov[E]er
The col[A]onel kept a journal and he left it in a box
Bu[E]ried in the basement underneath some dirty socks
'Til the [Fm7]end, he was a soldier
'Cause the fi[A]ght was never ov[E]er
[BRIDGE]
M[A]mmm[E] -mmm[Fm]
M[A]mmm[E] -mmm[Fm7]
[VERSE 3]
The old col[A]onel was a vet[E]eran
My gra[Fm]nddad, and a gen[Fm7]tleman
I'[A]ll always reme[E]mber him
Oh, I sw[Fm]ear I won't forget
The t[A]hings he saw when h[E]e was young
The carn[Fm]age and the so[Fm7]und of guns
And the pa[A]in he kept from ev[E]eryone
With the in[Fm]k inside his pen
[CHORUS]
The col[A]onel kept a journal of his troubles and regrets
His bat[E]tles were internal, raging wars inside his head
'Til the en[Fm]d, he was a soldier
'Cause the f[Fm7]ight was never [E]over
The col[A]onel kept a journal and he left it in a box
Bu[E]ried in the basement underneath some dirty socks
'Til the end[Fm] , he was a soldie[Fm7]r
'Cause the fig[A]ht was never ov[E]er
[OUTRO]
Mm[A]mm-[E]mmm [Fm]
Mm[A]mm-[E]mmm [Fm7]
[A]
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