War Chords

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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  I got drafted at 19, me and a bunch of boys from home.
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  January ’43, drove out to Pine Bluff and signed on.
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  Went to basic south of Birmingham, put me on a west coast bound train.
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  Spent three days out in San Diego, and they shipped me back east again.
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  Left a port out of New York, slept for months in British rain.
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  Tore it up down in London town, and they shipped me back out again.
 
[Chorus]
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The Preacher said “Boys he who is killed tonight, shall dine with the Lord in paradise.”
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One boy spoke up said “Preacher come on, an’ eat ‘cher supper with us.”
 
[Interlude]
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[Verse 1]
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  ‘Never talk about those first days, lots of friends left behind.
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  But I made it all the way across France, and I fought at the Maginau line.
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  Rode a tank into Belgium, liked them better than the French.
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  And like my daddy thirty years before me, spent my time in a trench.
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  Lots of days there’s no water, but the liquor kept me warm.
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  The cellars were stocked to the ceilings with booze, so I carried a bottle with my gun.
 
[Chorus]
    C              G           F           C            D                         F
The Preacher said “Boys he who is killed tonight, shall dine with the Lord in paradise.”
C             G        F             C       D                     F
One boy spoke up said “Preacher come on, an’ eat ‘cher supper with us.”
 
[Interlude]
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[Verse 3]
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  Three times I made Sergeant, but I’m not that kind of man.
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  And pretty much just as quick as I could, I’d get busted back to Private again.
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  ‘Cause taking orders never suited me, but givin’ ‘em out was much worse.
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  I could not stand to get my friends killed, so I took care of my self first.
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  Now I know that don’t sound right, but don’t think too bad of me
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  Now it keeps me up at nights, what I could’ve done differently.
 
[Chorus]
    C              G           F           C            D                         F
The Preacher said “Boys he who is killed tonight, shall dine with the Lord in paradise.”
C             G        F             C       D                     F
One boy spoke up said “Preacher come on, an’ eat ‘cher supper with us.”
 
[Outro]
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I’d be no guest at the table of the Lord, His food is not to be mine.
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‘Cause I cursed his name every chance that is could, I reckon that’s why I’m still alive
 
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