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Eve of Destruction (Bardcore Cover | Medieval Style with Vocals)

Original interpreted by Barry McGuire Music and Text by Phil F. Sloan Alternate Text, Vocals and Instruments by 'Elisabeth von den Schafen' Inspired by "Hildegard von Blingin'" I always wanted to make a bardcore version of a song. As number 1 on my list 'Eve of Destruction' popped up. And immediately the crusades came to my mind ... (There was not much I had to alter to make the lyrics work.) ;) I used these Instruments: Drum, Hand Pan, Bell, Low Whistle, Gaelic Harp, Bohemian Harp, Tambourine All the pictures, are from old books and manuscripts. Lyrics and chords: D D D D [Verse 1] D G A D G A The Eastern world we are explorin', violence flarin' crossbows loadin', D G A You're old enough to kill, but not for votin', D G A You don't believe in war, but's what's that cross you're totin'? D G A And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin' [Chorus] D G A D Bm But you tell me, over and over and over again my knave, G A D D G A Ah, you don't believe we're on the Eve of Destruction. [Verse 2] D G A D Don't you understand what I'm tryin' to say? Can't you feel the fear that G A I'm feelin' today? D G A If the lever is pushed there's no running away, D G A There'll be no one to save with the world in a grave. D G A Take a look around you boy, it's bound to scare you boy, [Chorus] D G A D Bm And you tell me, over and over and over again my knave, G A D D G A D Ah, you don't believe we're on the Eve of Destruction. [Verse 3] D G A D G A My blood's so mad feels like coagulatin, I'm sittin here just contemplatin D G A D I can't twist the truth it knows no regulation, handful of crusaders don't G A pass initiation. D G A D And marches alone can't bring integration, when human respect is G A disintegratin'. D G A This whole crazy world is just too frustratin'. [Chorus] D G A D Bm And you tell me, over and over and over again my knave, G A D D G A D Ah, you don't believe we're on the Eve of Destruction. [Verse 4] D G A D Think of all the hate there is in Edessa, then take a look at Rome, G A it isn't much lesser! D G A D Ah, you may leave here at a breakneck pace, But when you return, G A it's the same old place. D G A D The pounding of the drums, the pride and disgrace, you can bury your dead, G A but don't leave a trace, D G A Hate your next door neighbour, but don't forget to say grace. [Chorus] D G A D Bm And ... tell me, over and over and over and over again my knave, G A D D you don't believe we're on the Eve of Destruction. G A D D G D you don't believe we're on the Eve of Destruction.