[Intro]

             

e|------------
B|------------
G|------------
D|---4/6-6-8h6
A|---4/6------
E|------------

--------------
--------------
----------3h4/
~-6h8-6-------
--------------
--------------

--------------
--------------
s6-4h3--------
--------6-4-6-
--------------
--------------

----------|
4---------|
-4--6-----|
----------|
----------|
----------|

e|------------
B|-2/4--------
G|-----6-4-3--
D|-----------6
A|------------
E|------------

--------------
--------------
-6-4-3--------
-------6----4-
--------------
--------------

--------------
--------------
--4-3--4-3----
6----------6--
-------------6
--------------

--------------
--------4-----
------4---6---
-6-6----------
--------------
--------------

-----|
-----|
6/8~-|
-----|
-----|
-----|


[Verse 1]

           
These mist cov

          
ered mountains
              
Are home now f

        
or me
           
But my home is

          
 the low lands
              
And always wil

           
l be
              
Someday you'll

       
 return to
              
Your valley an

                
d your farms
            
And you'll no 

       
longer burn
             
To be brothers

       
 in arms


[Solo]

      


[Verse 2]

           
Through these 

             
fields of dest

    
ruction
             
Baptisms of fi

    
re
           
I've watched a

           
ll your suffer

   
ing
        .     
As the battles

                  
 raged higher
              
And though the

           
y did hurt me 

   
so bad
              
In the fear an

              
d alarm
            
You did not de


sert me
             
My brothers in

    
 arms


[Solo]

      


[Refrain]

         
There's so man

            
y different wo

         
rlds
             
So many differ

          
ent suns
            
And we have ju

             
st one world
             
But we live in

             
 different one

    
s


[Solo]

                
          


[Verse 3]

           
Now the sun's 

              
gone to hell
              
And the moon's

               
 riding high
           
Let me bid you

          
r farewell
              
Everyman has t

            
o die
              
But its writte

           
n in the starl

     
ight
              
ANd every line

                
 on your palm
            
We're fools to

      
 make war
             
On our brother

     
s in arms



************************************

| h  Hammer-on
| /  Slide up
| ~  Vibrato

************************************