A A A [Verse 1]A E A My son John was a good boy and good to me,A E A when we had hard times well he stood by me,D E A we were in work and out of work and on the go,D A E if he had complaints I never heard of one,D E A he would pitch in and help me like a full grown man,Bm E A E A My son John, John my son, [Verse 2]A E A My son John went to college and he made his way,A E A had to earn every penny but he paid his way,D E A he worked summers and holidays and through the year,D A E and it was no easy struggle that he won,D E A but he laughed at the ones who thought he had it hard,Bm E A E A My son John, John my son, [Verse 3]A E A My son John got his uniform and went away,A E A With a band playing marches he went away,D E A And he wrote me a letter when he had the time,D A E He was losing his buddies one by one,D E A And I prayed and tried not to read between the lines,Bm E A E A My son John, John my son, [Verse 4]A E A My son John came home yesterday, he’s here to stay,A E A Not a word to his father have I heard him say,D E A He seems glad to be home but I can’t be sure,D A E When I asked him what he’s seen and done,D E A He went up to his bedroom and he closed the door,Bm E A My son John, John my son,D E A He went up to his bedroom and he closed the door,Bm E A A A My son John, John my son,
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