Tom: Am
Am F
I was born in the dim glow of autumn light
Dm E Am
With the tune of an accordion and the taste for pink wine
Am F
As a young man my legs they learned to dance
Dm E Am
My lips at any chance would steal a little innocence
Am F
But my cloths were hand sown, some of my food was stolen
Dm E Am
That was how we learned to live then, what did you expect from the occupation
[Interlude]
Am F Dm E Am
[Chorus]
F Am C
Vous n'aurez jamais ma chanson
F Am C
Vous marcherez un long chemin de silence
F Am C
Mon pays ma donne cette chanson
Dm E Am
Toujours je chanterai, vous salauds!
[Bridge]
Am F Dm E Am
F Am C x3
Dm E Am
[Verse 2]
Am F
We kept the radio low and the curtains drawn close
Dm E Am
It could be your friend, you never knew in the end what was what and for sure
F
But we would ride our bikes to the countryside
Am C
Where an old tin band put fire in the night
F
With a tune so deep you could see it in our eyes
C E
It was the way we'd chosen to fight
[Chorus]
F Am C
Vous n'aurez jamais ma chanson
F Am C
Vous marcherez un long chemin de silence
F Am C
Mon pays ma donne cette chanson
Dm E Am
Toujours je chanterai, vous salauds
Dm E Am
Toujours je chanterai, vous salauds!
