Tom: D
G A D Bm
Any time when the days have got you down
E G
And the smiles turn to the frowns - come on down
D Bm
Any time that you're sick of rifle sounds
E G
Of reelin' off the rounds - come on down, come on down
D Bm
Sometimes, when the township's sleeping tight,
E G
We're given to the night, excavating all the hearts a waiting.
D Bm
And sometimes, when the liquor's got us right,
E
We pause our daily fights, for the evening
G
To the skies we're a stealing.
D Bm
Any time the commander lets you out
E G
There's silence to your shout - come on down.
D Bm
Any time that the barracks have boxed you in
E G
And your heart feels kinda thin - come on down, come on down.
