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| I | used to watch Highway Patrol | whittlin' with my knife |
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| but the | thought never struck me I'd be | black and white for life |
| G | Em | |
| I was | raised on law and order in a co | mmunity of strife |
| D | Am | C | Am | C | Am | |
| be | came a restless border and I | never took a wife |
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| I went | looking for Khadafi | aboard Air Force One |
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| but I | never did find him and the | CIA said son |
| G | Em | |
| you'll | never be a hero, your | flying days are done |
| D | Am | C | Am | C | Am | |
| it's | time for you to go home now, stop snif | fin that smoking gun |
| G | Bm | |
| I was | travellin with my family through | the mideast late one night |
| G | Bm | |
| in the | hotel all was quite the kids | were out like little lights |
| G | Em | |
| then the | street filled with jeeps there was an exp | losion to the right |
| D | Am | C | Am | C | Am | |
| they | chanted "death to America" I was | feelin like a fight |
| G | Bm | |
| So I | ran down the stairs and | out into the street |
| G | Bm | |
| someone | kicked me in the belly | someone else kissed my feet |
| G | Em | |
| I was | Rambo in the disco | shooting to the beat |
| D | Am | C | Am | C | Am | |
| When | they burned me in effigy my va | cation was complete |