Capo first fret.

EmThey (022000@1)took away our dogtags, they had us grow our hair

They gave us student visas when we were over there
      AmThey (x02210@1)staged us out of Hondo al este del Salvador
   EmI (022000@1)guess you'd call us Contras but no one calls much no more
     D (xx0232@1)                                                   EmThere (022000@1)ain't no fun in killin' folk and I don't wanna do no more

EmMy (022000@1)great great rode at Shiloh and Grandpa drove a tank

Daddy was air cavalry, flew choppers in the Nam {Da Nang}
   AmI (x02210@1)worked mostly clandestine, the branch I should not say {CIA}
   EmWe (022000@1)played with better guns and I could use the extra pay
   AmDid (x02210@1)Reagan give the order? Did cocaine pay the bill?
   EmThey (022000@1)said we's fightin' communists but it was kinda hard to tell
    D (xx0232@1)                                                     EmThere (022000@1)ain't no fun in killin' folk and I don't wanna do no more

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(Tab 1 up)

This was before Blackhawks and RPGs were king

My buddy on the door gun, he never felt a thing

When our Huey caught a rocket and both the pilots killed

And it pitched us over sideways on some Nicaraguan hill

My back felt like it's broken, my legs I could not feel

I kept on shooting communists but it was kind of hard to tell

There ain't no fun in killin' folk and I ain't gonna do no more

I never did heal up right from injuries sustained

Officially in Germany, officially while we trained

I remember all their faces, I dream about them still

I guess we's fightin' communists but it was kinda hard to tell

There ain't no fun in killin' folk, and I don't wanna do no more

I speak the cold logistic that warriors speak so well

Foxtrot tango whiskey alpha golf tango hotel

A soldierly bravado, an unspeakable guilt

That village, it was communist but it was kinda hard to tell
     D (xx0232@1)                                                   EmThere (022000@1)ain't no fun in killin' folk and I don't wanna do no more
D (xx0232@1)                                                        EmBelieve (022000@1)me, I've done plenty boys and I ain't gonna do no more
                       DBut (xx0232@1)of course if they back me in the corner they'll be dead before they hit
     Emthe (022000@1)floor

Emriff (022000@1)                        Driff (xx0232@1)
e|--------------------          e|------2-----2------|
B|------0-----0-------          B|--------1----------|
G|--------0-----------          G|---2------2--------|
D|---2------2---------          D|0------------------|
A|--------------------          A|-------------------|
E|0-------------------          E|-------------------|

Am riff

e|--------------------|
B|------1-----1-------|
G|--------2-----------|
D|---2------2---------|
A|0-------------------|
E|--------------------|