American By Gods Amazing Grace

D                  C
Bottom of my boots sure are gettin' worn
G                                D
   there's a lot of holes in this faded uniform
D                                C
My hands are black with dirt and so is my face
G                                              D
   I aint never been to hell but it couldn't be any worse than this place.
D                               C
Tell my wife don't worry 'cause I know what to do
G                                           D
   it makes her feel better sometimes, but I don't know if it's true.
D                    C
I know if I die it's just my time to go
G                                   D
    but I pray to God every day that I make it back home.

[Chorus]
Am                                C
Well when you've seen what I've seen things don't seem so bad
G                                            D
   quit worrying 'bout what you aint got, thank God for what you have
Am                           C                    G
'Cause I could be raising my family in this place    but I was born an American
G (strum 1x)              D
     by Gods Amazing Grace.

[Verse 2]
D                              C
For the last twelve months I've had a new address
G
   the neighborhood smells like sewage
        D
and the streets are lined with trash.
D                               C
You never know what's gonna be the next thing to explode
G                          D
   but unlike these people, I have another home.
D                            C
It breaks my heart to see these kids out on the streets
G                                  D
   walking barefoot through the trash, beggin' for something to eat.
D                            C
I give them what I got, just to let them know I care
G                           D
   and I thank God it's not my son that's standing there.

[Chorus]
Am                                C
Well when you've seen what I've seen things don't seem so bad
G                                            D
   quit worrying 'bout what you aint got, thank God for what you have
Am                        C                    G
'Cause I could be raising my family in this place    but I was born an American
G (strum 1x)      D
     by Gods Amazing Grace.

[Bridge]
D C G D  2X as strummed in the verses.

[Verse 3]
D                           C
You want to talk about it, you better keep it short cause
G                        D
   I got a lot of lost time I gotta make up for.
D                           C
Really don't care why Bush went in to Iraq
G                                  D
   I know what I've done there and I'm damn sure proud of that.
D                         C
You got somethin' bad to say about the USA
G                                     D
   you better save it for different ears 'less you want to crawl away.
D                                 C
And I'll laugh in your face when you say you've got it bad
G                                      D
   and tell you to spend some time on the streets of Baghdad

[Chorus]
Am                                C
Well when you've seen what I've seen things don't seem so bad
G                                            D
   quit worrying 'bout what you aint got, thank God for what you have
Am                            C                    G
'Cause you could be raising your family in this place    but you were born an American
G (strum 1x)      D
     by Gods Amazing Grace.

[Outro]
Finish the C G strum pattern and figure out the walk down.
I am not that good but I think it is
G C D