Standard (EADGBE)
It eventually just builds up to playing the chords
It was April when we got the word
Better times were on their way they said
And me and the boys, we got drunk that night
Just a few soldiers with whisky and tobacco
Playin jack black round the fire
And shooting in the stars
It was 1971
And we were going home
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Rest of the Lyrics:
Things were a little different when I got back
You were with another man, and I was no war hero
But I remember how that never seemed to stop you and me
And I remember how good you looked working down at that bar
How those jeans seemed to be made just for you
Man me and the boys could watch you for hours
But honey Im sorry about that night
When my hands were like monkeys through the jungle
I know you dont believe me when I tell ya
But I never meant to hurt you
I just thought better times were on their way
I laid off the booze for a while after I got arrested
You got married, and I picked up my saxophone again
I thgout I might like to emet a pretty young jazz singer
In a black dress and red shoes, and blue eyes
So I got back out there and hit every blue note from A to Z
Better times are on their way!
Better times were on their way
And sometimes I still think about Marty and Bill
And all the boys that never made it out of that country
And all the lies that I sued to tell em
I said your gonna make it throught!
I said your wives and your babies gonna be waitin for you
I said youre gonna be okay
I said better times were on their way
Better times were on their way
I said better times were on their way
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