Army Dreamers
Ton : GEnglish
Intro :
Bm Em F#m
BmOur litEmtle army boy
Is comiF#mng home from b.f.p.o.
BmIve a bEmunch of purple flowers
To decoF#mrate a mammys hero.
BmMourninEmg in the aero drome,
The weaF#mther warmer, he is colder.
BmFour meEmn in uniform
To carrF#my home my little soldier.
BmWhat could he do ?
EShouldD have been a rock star.
But he F#didnt hBmave the money for a guitar
BmWhat could he do ?
EShouldD have been a politician.
But he F#never hBmad a proper education.
BmWhat could he do ?
EShouldD have been a father.
But he F#never eBmven made it to his twenties.
What a Dwaste --
GArmy dBmreamers.
GOoh, whaD6/9t a waste of
GArmy dBmreamersG.
Tears oer a tin box.
Oh, jesus christ, he wasnt to know,
Like a chicken with a fox,
He couldnt win the war with ego.
Give the kid the pick of pips,
And give him all your stripes and ribbons.
Now hes sitting in his hole,
He might as well have buttons and bows.