The Criminal After Midnight Project I just g[Dm]ot the ca[Bb]ll and it's tim[F]e to g[G]o Where the [G]oil falls like [Dm]snow And the [G]bullets steal the [Dm]show To my f[Dm]amily, my br[Bb]others, and all of my f[F]riends Say good[G]bye; I am g[G]oing off to [Dm]war And I am [G]not coming h[Dm]ome [Dm] [Dm]One last k[Bb]iss we better m[F]ake this one [G]count 'Cause I c[G]an't seem to deal with the [Dm]fact That I may never [G]see you [Dm]again Send this [Dm]letter to my [Bb]mother who cri (guitartabs.cc)