Tramp! Tramp! Tramp!

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Music and Lyrics by George Frederick Root

VERSE 1

       D 
In the prison cell I sit,

          G               D 
Thinking, Mother dear, of you,

                         E7           A 
And our bright and happy home so far away,

        D 
And the tears they fill my eyes

          G              D 
'Spite of all that I can do,

         G               A7              D 
Though I try to cheer my comrades and be gay.

                         G        D 
Tramp, tramp, tramp, the boys are marching,

A         D                   A 
Cheer up, comrades, they will come,

      D 
And beneath the starry flag 

         G                D 
We shall breathe the air again,

       G               A7          D 
Of the freeland in our own beloved home.

VERSE 2

       D 
In the battle front we stood,

           G                    D 
When their fiercest charge they made,

                         E7             A 
And they swept us off, a hundred men or more,

      D 
But before we reached their lines

          G              D 
They were beaten back dismayed,

       G                A7               D 
And we heard the cry of vict'ry o'er and o'er.

                         G        D 
Tramp, tramp, tramp, the boys are marching,

A         D                   A 
Cheer up, comrades, they will come,

      D 
And beneath the starry flag 

         G                D 
We shall breathe the air again,

       G               A7          D 
Of the freeland in our own beloved home.

VERSE 3

         D 
So, with in the prison cell,

       G               D 
We are waiting for the day

                        E7            A 
That shall come to open wide the iron door,

        D 
And the hollow eyes grow bright,

        G                 D 
And the poor heart almost gay,

      G               A7                    D 
As we think of seeing home and friends once more.

                         G        D 
Tramp, tramp, tramp, the boys are marching,

A         D                   A 
Cheer up, comrades, they will come,

      D 
And beneath the starry flag 

         G                D 
We shall breathe the air again,

       G               A7          D 
Of the freeland in our own beloved home.

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Instrument Chords
Banjo A Major A7 D Major E7 G Major
Guitar A Major A7 D Major E7 G Major
Mandolin A Major A7 D Major E7 G Major
Piano A Major A7 D Major E7 G Major
Ukulele A Major A7 D Major E7 G Major