CAPO: 3rd Fret 



Intro: D  Cadd9  Em7  D/A   (2x) 

       Am        C  G 
It was carnival, 1898 
          D           C          G 
When they blew up the Maine in Havana 
    D                Am       C                   G 
The young across the country, they all called for blood 
        D      C      G 
But the elders they remembered 


              D              Am          C               G 
'Cause they'd fought a Civil War, they'd seen the bodies piled 
D               C       G 
They were in no rush to send young men to die 
         D      Am                C              G 
But them yellow journalists, they got the nation riled 
         D         C       G 
And them war drums kept on beating 


 

[Refrão]
    Em       G               D 
The world it never knew what hit 
     Em      G         D 
The American century begun 
         Em            G             D                   A 
And that short little war, that they had themselves with Spain 
    Em    G             D 
Old Glory never was the same 
    Em    G  D 
Oh, after 1898 


Instrumental:  D  Cadd9  Em7  D/A  (2X) 


                      Am        C            G 
They raced the Riders down, was Teddy at the helm 
         D         C         G 
And they set their sails for Cuba 
    D            Am             C              G 
Was Dewey in the east, with his white, shining fleet 
         D               C          G 
And they took them Philippines in a day 




[Refrão]
    Em       G               D 
The world it never knew what hit 
     Em      G         D 
The American century begun 
         Em           G              D                   A 
And that short little war, that they had themselves with Spain 
    Em    G             D 
Old Glory never was the same 
    Em    G  D 
Oh, after 1898 
    Em    G  D 
Oh, after 1898 


OUTRO:  D  Cadd9  Em7  D/A  (2x)