G: 3.2.0.0.0.3
F: 1.3.3.2.1.1
F/C: x.3.3.2.1.0
Intro:
C F C Am
Am C G C C
Verse:
C F C Am
When I was a young man I carried my pack
C G C
And lived the free live of the rover
C F C Am
I smoked on sativa, guitar on my back
C G C
And played my little songs all over
Pre-chorus:
G F C
But in two-thousand-ten my country said: 'Son
G F C
It's time to stop rambling, there's work to be done.'
C F C Am
And they gave me a tin hat, and they gave me a gun
C G C
And they flew me away to the war
Chorus:
Am F/C C
And the DJ played Miley Cyrus,
Am F/C C
'A Party In The USA'
Am F/C C
Yeah, the DJ played Miley Cyrus,
C G C
And we flew to the Afghan that day
Break:
C G C
Verse:
C F C Am
I remember the day our orders came in
C G C
I was scared, my stomach was sinking
C F C Am
And when Martinez got shot I cried with my gun, Pow
C G C
And I fired right back without blinking
Pre-chorus:
G F C
And we moved down the range, we pumped ourselves well
G F C
We chased them with bullets, we showered them with shells
C F C Am
And in ten minutes flood we blown them to hell
C G C
I thought of my mum in Atlanta
Chorus:
Am F/C C
Because she always loved Miley Cyrus,
Am F/C C
'A Party In The USA'
Am F/C C
Though the words seemed to take on new meaning
C G C
As I turned nineteen on that day
Break:
C G C
Verse:
C F C Am
I looked at my brothers who'd once been young boys
C G C
And their eyes have gone black from the slaughters
C F C Am
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself for life
C G C
As we moved down the range towards the water
Pre-chorus:
G F C
But then one day a shell knocked my ass over head
G F C
And when I woked up in my hospital bed
C F C Am
And when I saw what it had done I wished I was dead
C G C
I never knew there were worse things than dying
Chorus:
Am F/C C
And the nurses hummed Miley Cyrus,
Am F/C C
As the doctors explained what was wrong
Am F/C C
Yeah, the nurses hummed Miley Cyrus,
C G C
But I no longer cared for that song
Break II:
C G C
C F C Am
C G C
Verse:
C F C Am
They collected the wounded, the crippled, the maimed
C G C
And they flew us all home to Atlanta
C F C Am
The armless, the legless, the blind and the insane
C G C
I wore fatigues and blood red bandanas
Pre-chorus:
G F C
We landed on the same runway we'd lefted on February
G F C
And when I looked down where my legs used to be
C F C Am
I thanked God that no one was waiting for me
C G C
To grieve and to mourn and to pity
End-chorus:
Am F/C C
And the DJ played Miley Cyrus, again
Am F/C C
'A Party In The USA'
Am F/C C
And no one cheered they just stared at us
C G C
And slowly turned their heads away
C G C
Yes, they slowly turned their heads away
Note II:
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