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South Hill

Tim Barry
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D-DU-UDU
When  my girl got pregnant well I dropped right out of school
 But there's no work in South Hill so what  else could I do?
 The recruiter's came-a-knocking when this whole  damn thing began
 They promised me a college education food and medicine
They  said I wouldn't spend a dime if I got deployed overseas
 Plus Baghdad is safer now than old Washington,  DC
 So I signed that dotted line right quick and in a  blink of an eye
 I found myself at Fort Benning where I practiced forming  lines
Well  Fallujah became my home, my comfort and my dread
 The marines that came through first man they tore  this place to shreds
 With the sound of crushing Amtracs and the whine  of their Humvee's
 Calling in them A-10 air strikes man I wish  I could have seen  it
But  when we got to town I realized we were only legs
 We do dismounted patrols we do searches  and do raids
 We hear the crack of small arms fire and the blast  from IED's
 We hurry up and wait, suck in dust  and stay low key
And  I cannot stop this pounding  in my head
I  thought we were doing right but that's not what folks  back home have said
Sometimes  I can't tell which  way is up  or which is down
 But I'm oddly at ease with this chaos  all around
Then  one day out on patrol doing time out in the heat
 We were ordered to a neighborhood to talk to folks  out on the street
 To gather information on where some weapons  may be stored
 Or to see if the Mujahideen had hauled them off out of Fallujah  and to the north
Well  my platoon got lost and made more then one wrong turn
 We should have called in our position fast but we blamed  each other first
 Then we started taking sniper fire - god  damn them all
 We couldn't find the shooter no where he had us pinned  down one and all
Well  friendies they caught up and we took back that god damned street
 But something wasn't right and I was  feeling really weak
 My adrenaline was high and I was scared and I  could hardly breathe
 I heard doc argue with the Sarg that morphine  might kill me
That's  the last thing I remember that and heat and clear blue sky
 And thinking about my girl back home and my daughters  little eyes
 I took that bullet in Fallujah and I'm laid up  in Germany
 And I'm headed back stateside to the care of Walter Reed
And  I cannot feel a thing  below my waist
Doc  tried to help me man  but it was too late
Now  I don't know who  is right  or who is wrong
 But I'm fucked up and I want  to go back home
And  I cannot stop this pounding  in my head
I  thought we were doing right but that's not what folks  back home have said
Sometimes  I can't tell which  way is up  or which is down
 But one day I'll stand firmly  on the ground
 Yes one day I'll stand firmly  on the ground

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Readable chord sheet for South Hill by Tim Barry

[E]
[E]When my girl got pregnant well I dropped right out of school
But there's no work in South Hill so [A]what else could I do?
The recruiter's came-a-knocking when this [E]whole damn thing began
They promised me a college education food and [B5]medi[E]cine
[E]They said I wouldn't spend a dime if I got deployed overseas
Plus Baghdad is safer now than old [A]Washington, DC
So I signed that dotted line right quick and in a[E] blink of an eye
I found myself at Fort Benning where I [B5]practiced [E]forming lines
[E]Well Fallujah became my home, my comfort and my dread
The marines that came through first man they [A]tore this place to shreds
With the sound of crushing Amtracs and the [E]whine of their Humvee's
Calling in them A-10 air strikes man I [B5]wish I could have [E]seen it
[E]But when we got to town I realized we were only legs
We do dismounted patrols we do [A]searches and do raids
We hear the crack of small arms fire and the [E]blast from IED's
We hurry up and wait, suck in [B5]dust and stay low [E]key

[B5]And I cannot stop this [A]pounding in my [E]head
[B5]I thought we were doing right but that's not what [A]folks back home have [E]said
[A]Sometimes I can't tell [B5]which way is [E]up or which is [A]down
But I'm oddly at ease with this [B5]chaos all ar[A]ound

[E]Then one day out on patrol doing time out in the heat
We were ordered to a neighborhood to talk to [A]folks out on the street
To gather information on where some [E]weapons may be stored
Or to see if the Mujahideen had hauled them off out of [B5]Fallujah and to the [E]north
[E]Well my platoon got lost and made more then one wrong turn
We should have called in our position fast but we [A]blamed each other first
Then we started taking sniper fire - [E]god damn them all
We couldn't find the shooter no where he had us [B5]pinned down one and [E]all
[E]Well friendies they caught up and we took back that god damned street
But something wasn't right and I [A]was feeling really weak
My adrenaline was high and I was scared and [E]I could hardly breathe
I heard doc argue with the Sarg that [B5]morphine might kill [E]me
[E]That's the last thing I remember that and heat and clear blue sky
And thinking about my girl back home and my [A]daughters little eyes
I took that bullet in Fallujah and I'm laid [E]up in Germany
And I'm headed back stateside to the care of [B5]Walter [E]Reed

[B5]And I cannot feel a [A]thing below my [E]waist
[B5]Doc tried to help me [A]man but it was too [E]late
[A]Now I don't know [B5]who is [E]right or who is [A]wrong
But I'm fucked up and I [B5]want to go back [E]home
[B5]And I cannot stop this [A]pounding in my [E]head
[B5]I thought we were doing right but that's not what [A]folks back home have [E]said
[A]Sometimes I can't tell [B5]which way is [E]up or which is [A]down
But one day I'll stand [B5]firmly on the [E]ground
Yes one day I'll stand [B5]firmly on the [E]ground

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