| C | |
| R.A.M.B.O |
| E5 F# X2 |
| Blow em up like Rambo |
| C | |
| He is a killing machine, |
| E5 | F# | |
| He's the best combat vet | that you've ever seen, |
| C | |
| And now he's all alone |
| E5 | F# | |
| and what you call hell | he calls home, |
| C | |
| he was just walking the streets, |
| E5 | F# | |
| Some cop had to push | his authority, |
| C | |
| He just wanted some lunch, |
| E5 | F# | |
| But when they fucked with Rambo, | they fucked up, |
| C | |
| R.A.M.B.O X2 |
| E5 | F# | |
| Blow em up like | Rambo |
| C | |
| You need an army against this man, |
| E5 | F# | |
| And don't forget a good | supply of body bags, |
| C | |
| one thing he'll say to you, |
| E5 | F# | |
| "Murdock, | i'm coming after you" |
| R.A.M.B.O X2 |
| Blow em up like Rambo |