Tono: D
Introducción:
D C9
Bottom of my boots, sure are gettin worn,
G D
An there's a lot a holes, in this faded uniform,
D C9
My hands are black with dirt__ and so is my face,
G D
I aint ever been to hell, but it couldn't be any worse than this place,
D C9
Tell my wife don't worry cause I know what to do,
G D
It makes her feel better sometimes but I don't know if it's true,
D C9
I know if I die, it's just my time to go,
G D
But I pray to God everyday that I make it back home,
(Chorus)
A C9
Well when you've seen what I've seen things don't seem so bad,
G D
You quit worryin bout what you aint got an thank God for what you have,
A C9
Cause I could be raisin' my family in this place,
G D C9 G
But I was born an american___, by God's amazing grace,
G- F- D
(Verse 2) *
For the last twelve months, I've had a new address.
D C9
If you wanna talk about it you better keep it short,
G D
Cause I got a lot a lost time, I gotta make up for,
D C9
I really don't care why Bush went in-to Iraq,
G D
I know what I done there an' I'm damn sure proud a that,
D C9
If you got somethin' bad to say about the U.S.A.,
G
You better save it for different ears unless you wanna crawl to pay
D C9
An' I'll laugh in your face when you say you've got it bad,
G D
Until you spent some time on the streets of Bahgdad,
(Chorus)
A C9
Well when you've seen what I've seen things don't seem so bad,
G D
You quit worryin bout what you aint got an thank God for what you've had,
A C9
Cause you could be raisin' your family in this place,
G- F- D
* same as first verse