Bury Me Far (From My Uniform) by Joe Pug Ukulele Chords

Capo 2

I was fallen dead in battle
Must’ve been Tuesday, I don’t know the date
I gave everything everyone asked for
But I’ll say where I’ll be laid

The many dead of my comrades
All look the same in this place
Won’t you bury me far from my uniform
So God might remember my face

Do not bother with Congress
With the rich or with the rest
I fought their battles in this world
But I’ll not fight for them in the next

Do not find me justice
Just find me a grave
And then bury me far from my uniform
So God might remember my face

My mother, my mother you’ll cry for me
You’ll weep, with the next of our kin
You must promise never to think of
What is not, and what could have been

I’ll not return to your table
So don’t save me a place

Just bury me far from my uniform
From the iron cross medals I would’ve worn
From the statues that sisters and widows mourn
From the newspaper clippin’s and microform
From Geneva, The Hague and Nuremberg
From the sex of this world that I’ll no longer taste

Won’t you bury me far from my uniform
So God might remember my face
Oh God will remember my face
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Merciful God, please remember my face