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| I got | drafted at | ninete | en | Me and a bunch of boys fr | om home |
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| January | fo | rty thre | e |
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| We Drove out to pine bluff and signed | on G F C |
| Went to basic south of Birmingham |
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| They put me on a west coast | train G F C |
| Spent three days out in san diego |
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| Then shipped me back east aga | in |
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| Left a por | t out of | new y | ork |
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| Slept for months in british | rain |
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| I tore it | up down | in London to | wn |
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| Then they shipped me back ou | t again |
| Chorus: |
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| And the preacher said | boys |
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| He who is killed | tonight |
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| Will dine with the lord in par | ade |
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| Then one boy spok | e up |
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| Said preacher co | me on |
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| Eat your supper with | us |
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| Never tal | k about those first | days |
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| Lots of friends left | behind |
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| But I made | it all the a | cross f | rance |
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| And I fought at the maginot | line |
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| Rode a | tank into Bel | gium |
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| I liked them better than the | French |
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| Like my | daddy th | irty years b | efore |
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| I did my time in the | trench |
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| Lots of | days theres no | water |
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| But the liquor kept me | warm |
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| The cellers | were stocked to the | ceilings with | booze |
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| So I carried a bottle with my | gun |
| CHORUS |
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| Three times I | made seargent |
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| Im not that kind of | man |
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| Pretty m | uch as qui | ck as I | could |
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| I got busted back to private | again |
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| Cause taking | orders never suite | d me |
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| But givin them out was much | worse |
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| I could not | stand to get | my friends | killed |
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| So I took care of myself | first |
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| Now I know t | hat don't sound | right |
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| Don't think to bad of | me |
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| No it ke | eps me up n | ights |
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| What I could've done differe | ntly |
| CHORUS |
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| I was no | t to dine at the | table of the | lord |
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| His Food was not to be | mine |
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| Cause I curse | d his name every | chance that I | could |
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| And I reckon that's why I'm still a | live. |
| Finish out pick'n progression |