Army

Boiled In Lead

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In my dream I'm suddenly in the army

And the army life is good

But I'm ankle deep in blood

So I went to see the quartermaster

And the quartermaster said

"Your socks are awful red"

I found the master sergeant

I said "Sergeant, I am hurting

I'm considering deserting."

He said "Do whatever's in your conscience"

So I tried to make a run

But I was stapled to the gun

And the cannon were lined up all in a line

Dark and cold

They aimed them all straight upward

And thunder rolled

REPEAT INTRO

I found the first lieutenant

He said "God, they're going to bomb us

>From their vicious flying llamas!"

I dove into the llama shelter

I became Charlotte Cordet

And the battle fell away

But the peace that reigned in Upper Dreamland

Was badly negated

When the giant slugs invaded

I turned to face my fine young officers

I was barking out my orders

When they crashed across the borders

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Readable chord sheet for Army by Boiled In Lead

single strokes):
 [D]  [D]   [Em]  [G]  [F#m]  [F#m]   [D]  [Em]  [G]  [F#m]  [F#m]   [F#m]  [Bm]  [A]

 [D]  [D]   [Em]  [G]  [F#m]  [F#m]   [D]  [Em]  [G]
 [F#m]
                           [Em]

I[D]n my dream [Em]I'm sudden[G]ly in th[F#m]e army

A[Em]nd the[G] army lif[F#m]e is good

B[Bm]ut I'm ankle de[A]ep in blood

S[D]o I went [Em]to see th[G]e quarte[F#m]rmaster

A[Em]nd the q[G]uarterma[F#m]ster said

"[F#m]Your socks are aw[Em]ful red"

I found the master sergeant
I said "Sergeant, I am hurting
I'm considering deserting."
He said "Do whatever's in your conscience"
So I tried to make a run
But I was stapled to the gun

 [D]            [Em]        [G]         [F#m]

And the cannon were lined up all in a line

 [G]       Dar[F#m]k and cold

 [G]       They aimed them al[F#m]l straight upward

 [Em]       An[D]d thunder rolled

REPEAT INTRO

I found the first lieutenant
He said "God, they're going to bomb us
>From their vicious flying llamas!"
I dove into the llama shelter
I became Charlotte Cordet
And the battle fell away

But the peace that reigned in Upper Dreamland
Was badly negated
When the giant slugs invaded
I turned to face my fine young officers
I was barking out my orders
When they crashed across the borders