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Down in Eutaw, Alabama in 1965 
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A young man ?bout 21, no different than you or I 
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He?s catchin? catfish, and gettin? drunk 
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But Uncle Sam called, he called him up 
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Sent him out to Vietnam 
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That young man 
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Got his life turned upside down 

Turned his smile into a frown 

Robbed that king of his crown 
                                                    G5 
For an ideal he didn?t even know about 


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He was gamblin? at the wagon when that army man showed up 
D5 
And he flashed that pen and paper 
              C5                   G5 
And ol? Flukie he signed up 
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There?s gonna be a big time in the jungle 
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Gonna be a firefight 
                         D5 
Gonna be a rumble 
                             G5 
Send me out to Vietnam 


A5 
I?ll fight ten men 
D5 
I got nothin? left in the States for me 

I wanna see the world you see 

I know that Uncle Sam needs me 
                                                          G5 
To fight for an ideal I know nothing about 

Instrumental 

(Same as Verse Chords) 


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Oh the drop point was dusty and the drill sergeant was loud 
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And he could not see the corpses for the ragin? dust cloud 
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Grab your duffle bags, head to the checkpoint 
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Welcome to Vietnam , boys, you?re in for a hell of a fight 
                                       G5 
Take it from the ones who know 
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The army moves slow 
D5 
Hurry up and wait, don?t sleep late 

And learn to hate your brother 
                                    G5 
Before you hate your foe 


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On patrol out in the rice fields, them choppers flew low 
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Glancing for the hand signal to tell you where to go 
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Then the bombs started fallin? 
D5 
And they pounded his brain 

And he thought about Eutaw and who was to blame 
                                  G5 
For sendin? him to Vietnam