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Rich mans war Steve Earle
[E]Jimmy joined the army ‘cause he [B7]had no place to [E]go
[E]There ain’t nobody hirin’ ‘round here since all the jobs went down to M[F#m]exico
[A]Reckoned that he’d learn himself a t[F#m]rade maybe see the world [B7]
[A]Move to the city some day and marry a b[B7]lack haired girl
[A]Somebody somewhere had an[E]other plan
[A]Now he’s got a rifle in[E] his hand
Rollin’ into Bagdhad wonde[B7]rin’ how he got this [C#m]far [A]
[E]Just another poor boy o[B7]ff to fight a rich man’s w[E]ar
[A] [E] [B7] [E] [A] [E] [B7]
[E]Bobby had an eagle and a[B7] flag tattooed on his a[E]rm
[E]Red white and blue to the bone the day he landed in Ka[F#m]ndahar
[A]Left behind a pretty young [F#m]wife and a baby g[B7]irl
[A]A stack of overdue bills and went off to sav[B7]e the world
[A]Been a year no and he[E]’s still there
[A]Chasin’ ghosts in the t[E]hin dry air
[E]Meanwhile back at home the fi[B7]nance company took[C#m] his car[A]
[E]Just another poor boy o[B7]ff to fight a rich man’s w[E]ar
[A] [E] [B7] [E] [A] [E] [B7]
[C#m]When will we eve[A]r learn
[C#m]When will we eve[B7]r see
[C#m]Stand up and t[A]ake our turn
[C#m]Tellin’ our[B7]selves we’re free
[E]Ali was the second [B7]son of a second son [E]
Grew up in Gaza throwin’ bottles and rock when the t[F#m]anks would come
[A]Ain’t nothin’ else to do around [F#m]here just a game children [B7]play
[A]Somethin’ about livin’ in fear all your life makes you h[B7]ard that way
[A]He answered when he g[E]ot the call
[A]Wrapped himself in death and he p[E]raised Allah
A fat man in a new Mercedes d[B7]rove him to the [C#m]door [A]
[E]Just another poor boy o[B7]ff to fight a rich man’s [E]war
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