Intro: | F/D / / / | Em/D / / / | Eb/D / / / | D / / / | D / / / |
| F/D / / / | Em/D / / / | Eb/D / / / | D / / / | D / / / |
The heroes ride out through the Sunlight Gate | F/D / Em/D / | D / C / |
And out of the sunset return | Bb / A11 / | D / / / | D / / / |
I have no idea how they spend their day | F/D / Em/D / | D / C / |
With a selfless act, or a grandstand play | Bb / / / | A11 / / / | B / / / | B / / / |
But high behind them the sky will burn | G / Bm/F# / | E7 / Bb / | F / / / | F / / / |
In the glittering hour / / of return | G / / / | A7 / A11 / | F/D / / / | Em/D / / / |
| Eb/D / / / | D / / / | D / / / |
The heroes ride out in unbroken ranks | F/D / Em/D / | D / C / |
But with gaps in their number come back | Bb / A11 / | D / / / | D / / / |
I have no idea how they lose their men | F/D / Em/D / | D / C / |
To some new threat, or the same again | Bb / / / | A11 / / / | B / / / | B / / / |
But they talk a long while near the weapon stack | G / Bm/F# / | E7 / Bb / | F / / / | F / / / |
In the clattering hour / / they come back | G / / / | A7 / A11 / | F/D / / / | Em/D / / / |
| Eb/D / / / | D / / / | D / / / |
The heroes return through the Sunset Gate | F/D / Em/D / | D / C / |
But their faces are never the same | Bb / A11 / | D / / / | D / / / |
I have no idea why their eyes go cold | F/D / Em/D / | D / C / |
And the young among them already look old | Bb / / / | A11 / / / | B / / / | B / / / |
But high behind them the sky's aflame | G / Bm/F# / | E7 / Bb / | F / / / | F / / / |
In the flickering hour / / of their fame | G / / / | A7 / A11 / | D / / / | D / / / |
In the flickering hour / / of their fame | G / / / | A7 / A11 / | F/D / Em/D / | D / / / |
| F/D / Em/D / | D / / / | F/D / Em/D / | D / / / |
(Note: F/D is really just Dm7, and Em/D is really just Em7
- it's just that the pedal D helps create the effect)
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