Intro
D A/D G/D D
D4 D D9 D
Em G D
Em G D
D A/D
You have a natural tendency, to squeeze off a shot
G/D D
You're good fun at parties, you wear the right masks
D4 D
You're old, but you still like a laugh in the locker room
D9 D
You can't abide change, you're at home on the range
D A/D
You opened the suitcase, behind the old workings
G/D D
To show off the magnum , you deafened the canyon
D4 D D9
A comfort a friend, only upstaged in the end
By the Uzi machine gun
D
Does the recoil remind you...
Em
Remind you of sex
G D
Old man what the hell you gonna kill next
Em G D
Old timer who you gonna kill next
Verse 2
(repeat chord pattern)
I looked over Jordan and what did I see
Saw a U.S. Marine in a pile of debris
I swam in your pools and lay under your palm trees
I looked in the eyes of the Indian
Who lay on the Federal Building steps
And through the range finder over the hill
I saw the frontline boys popping their pills
Sick of the mess they find
On their desert stage
And the bravery of being out of range
Yeah the question is vexed
Old man what the hell you gonna kill next
Old timer who you gonna kill next
Bridge
D F/D Em A
G F A
Bm C D
Ooh.............
Verse 3
Hey bartender, over here
Two more shots and two more beers
Sir, turn up the TV sound
The war has started on the ground
Just love those laser guided bombs
They're really great for righting wrongs
You hit the target and win the game from bars
3,000 miles away
3,000 miles away
Em G D
We play the game with the bravery of being out of range
We zap and maim with the bravery of being out of range
We strafe the train with the bravery of being out of range
We gain terrain with the bravery of being out of range
We play the game with the bravery of being out of range