I Feel Like Im Fixin To Die Rag

Tom: D

      D
Well, come on all of you, big strong men
G
Uncle Sam needs your help again
     D
He's got himself in a terrible jam
G
Way down yonder in Vietnam
E7                      A
Put down your books and pick up a gun
      D                         G
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun


[Chorus]
         A7   Bb7  D
And it's one, two, three
D7          G
What are we fighting for?
                D
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn
             G
Next stop is Vietnam
         A7    Bb7  D
And it's five, six, seven
D7          G
Open up the pearly gates
           E                A
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
    D                    G
Whoopee! we're all gonna die


[Verse 2]
D
Come on generals, let's move fast
G
Your big chance has come at last
D
Now you can go out and get those reds
    G
The only good commie is the one that's dead
    E7                  A
You know that peace can only be won
           D                        G
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come


[Chorus]
         A7   Bb7    D
And it's one, two, three
D7          G
What are we fighting for?
                D
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn
             G
Next stop is Vietnam
         A7    Bb7  D
And it's five, six, seven
D7          G
Open up the pearly gates
           E                A
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
    D                    G
Whoopee! we're all gonna die, hey!


[Verse 2]
D
Come on Wall Street, don't move slow
    G
Why man, this is war au-go-go
D
There's plenty good money to be made
  G
Supplying the Army with the tools of the trade
E7                              A
Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb
     D                   G
They drop it on the Viet Cong


[Chorus]
         A7   Bb7  D
And it's one, two, three
D7          G
What are we fighting for?
                D
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn
             G
Next stop is Vietnam
         A7    Bb7  D
And it's five, six, seven
D7          G
Open up the pearly gates
            E                A
Well, there ain't no time to wonder why
    D                    G
Whoopee! we're all gonna die


[Verse 4]
     D
Now, come on mothers throughout the land
G
Pack your boys off to Vietnam
D
Come on fathers, don't hesitate
G
Send your sons off before it's too late
        E7                A
You can be the first ones on your block
             D                  G
To have your boy come home in a box


[Chorus]
         A7   Bb7  D
And it's one, two, three
D7          G
What are we fighting for?
                D
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn
             G
Next stop is Vietnam
D7          G
Open up the pearly gates
            E                A
Well, there ain't no time to wonder why
    D                    G
Whoopee! we're all gonna die