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[G]The sun was slowly sinking or the [C]hilltops far a-[G]way
[G]The land was endless beauty where the dying soldier [D]lay
[G]Tears were streaming down his face as he [C]slowly raised his [G]head
[G]And these were the [D]dying words he [G]said
Oh[C]carry me back to [G]old Tennessee
[G]Let this be my last re-[D]pose
[G]Lay my feet be-[C]neath while I lie
[G]Lay my [D]head beneath the [G]rose
Take this message to my mother for I know she's old and gray
At home I know she's waiting for her boy's return some day
Oh my mother I've come through for my country and for you
And I'm dying for the red white and blue
O'er the hills of Tennessee where the wild wind wonders free
There's a little girl waiting there for me
Tell her that the rose she gave me will be placed upon my grave
In memory of her soldier brave