Rich man’s war    (video)

 

     D                                                    A                      D

1. Jimmy joined the army ‘cause he had no place to go,

               D

    there ain’t nobody hirin’ round here

                                                       Em

    since all the jobs went down to Mexico.

       G                                                    Em                              A

    Reckoned that he’d learn himself a trade, maybe see the world,

G                                      Em                       A

    move to the city some day and marry a black-haired girl.

G                                                  D

    Somebody somewhere had another plan,

G                                 D

    now he’s got a rifle in his hand,

      D                              A                                   Bm    - G

    rollin’ into Bagdhad wonderin’ how he got this far,

     D                                 A                                   D

    just another poor boy off to fight a rich man’s war.

 

+  D - G - D - G

 

       D                                       A                             D

2. Bobby had an eagle and a flag tattooed on his arm,

D                                                                                    Em

    red white and blue to the bone the day he landed in Kandahar.

      G                                      Em                      A

    Left behind a pretty young wife and a baby girl,

G                                Em                           A

    a stack of overdue bills and went off to save the world.

G                                            D

    It’s been a year now and he’s still there,

G                                     D

    chasin’ ghosts in the thin dry air.

        D                                         A                                      Bm   - G

    Meanwhile back at home the finance company took his car,

          D                                 A                                    D

    it’s just another poor boy off to fight a rich man’s war.

 

+  D - G - D - G (2x)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bm                     G                 - Bm                       A

    When will we ever learn ?         When will we ever see ?

Bm                      G                  - Bm                A

    Stand up and take our turn,        tellin’ ourselves we’re free.

 

     D                             A                               - D

3. Ali was the second son of a second son,

D                                            G                                     Em

    grew up in Gaza throwin’ bottles and rock when the tanks would come.

              G                                    Em                                       A

    Ain’t nothin’ else to do around here, just a game children play,

      G                                  Em                                       A

    somethin’ about livin’ in fear all your life makes you hard that way.

G                                        D

    He answered when he got the call,

        G                                                 D

    wrapped himself in death and he praised Allah.

         D                                A                                  Bm   - G

    A fat man in a new Mercedes drove him to the door,

     D                                A                                    D

    just another poor boy off to fight a rich man’s war.

 

(orig. = capo 2nd)    (Steve Earle)