Am
I jumped straight at it when I had the chance,
Dm                   F
I joined the army and I went to France
  E     B7         Am
At Roose velt's request.
Am
Two weeks of sitting in the mud 
       Dm                          F
Made me lie to the man that I could drive a truck
   E       B7   Am
For the Red Ball Express.

Ref.

F
All we do is keep it rolling on
Dm
Trading bodies for petroleum
C
Heating rations on the manifold
E
And never sleep enough to dream about home

Am
Benzedrined and looking through cat eyes
 Dm                        F
Of a deuce and a half and a days supply
  E     B7      Am
Of jerry cans in back
Am
Aint no secret how the generals felt.
Dm                   F
Fuck the men they can eat their belts
       E          B7        Am
but the tanks they must have gas"

Ref.

F
All we do is keep it rolling on
Dm
Trading bodies for petroleum
C
Heating rations on the manifold
E
And never sleep enough to dream about home

Vers.
Am
The gears are sticking and the pressure's low
Dm                            F
I felt the bump that means its time to go
E      B7     Am
Another twenty miles.
Am
Thirty-six hours and I still ain't slept
Dm                     F
I'm hearing voices talk inside my head
  E     B7      Am
In Burma Shaving rhyme

Ref.

F
All we do is keep it rolling on
Dm
Trading bodies for petroleum
C
Heating rations on the manifold
E
Even now I've never felt that old

Vers.

Am
Because fifty years later and you don't forget
Dm                F
Being eighteen and scared to death
    E            B7       Am
In a world that's changing fast
Am
Now my own son sends his own son off
Dm                    F
To fight the next fight to be fought
       E        B7        Am
And the Red Ball brings me back..