Robert Cray

Twenty(Chords)

Robert Cray

Key: Am

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Intro:Am     Am/G     Am7                     Am      Am/G    Am7    G   G 
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Em7 Dm Dm C G 1. When you're used up. Where do you go? Soldier. Am G C Am G C Mother dry you're eyes. There's no need to cry. I'm F Am G C G not a boy. It's what I signed up for. Em7 Dm Dm C G 2. When you're used up. Where do you go? Soldier. Am G C Am G C F I can't take the heat. And I can hardly sleep, anymore. Am G C What'd we come here for? Am (6X) Chorus: Am Am/G# Am7 Standing out here in the desert, trying to protect F#m7/b5 Am Am/G# Am7 an oiline. I'd really like to do my job, but this F#m7/b5 ain't the country I had in mind. Am Am/G# Am7 They call this a war on terror, I see a lot of F#m7/b5 Am Am/G# civilians dying. Mothers,sons,fathers and daughters, F G not to mention some friends of mine. Some friends of mine. Am G C Am G 3. We're supposed to leave last week. Promises they don't C F Am G C G keep anymore. Gotta fight the rich man's war. INTRO: AM 6X Em7 Dm Dm C G 4. When you're used up. Where do you go? Soldier. Am G C Am G C F Late in 2004. Comes a knock on the door it's no surprise. Am G C F Am G C F Am G C F Mother dry your eyes. MMMM, Mother don't ya cry, no no Someone told you a lie. Yes he did. Why oh oh Am G C F Mother don't you cry. Am G C F Mother don't you cry.

Written by Robert Cray