Big Time In The Jungle

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Down in Eutaw, Alabama in 1965
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A young man 'bout 21, no different than you or I
Am                                  D
He’s catchin’ catfish, and gettin’ drunk
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But Uncle Sam called, he called him up
D                  G
Sent him out to Vietnam
Am
That young man
D
Got his life turned upside down
Turned his smile into a frown
Robbed that king of his crown
                                G
For an ideal he didn’t even know about

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He was gamblin’ at the wagon when that army man showed up
D
And he flashed that pen and paper
         C             G
And ol’ Flukie he signed up
Am                               D
There’s gonna be a big time in the jungle
Am
Gonna be a firefight
              D
Gonna be a rumble
                 G
Send me out to Vietnam

Am
I’ll fight ten men
D
I got nothin’ left in the States for me
I wanna see the world you see
I know that Uncle Sam needs me
                                      G
To fight for an ideal I know nothing about

Instrumental
(Same as Verse Chords)

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Oh the drop point was dusty and the drill sergeant was loud
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And he could not see the corpses for the ragin’ dust cloud
Am                                   D
Grab your duffle bags, head to the checkpoint
Am                                      D
Welcome to Vietnam, boys, you’re in for a hell of a fight
                        G
Take it from the ones who know
Am
The army moves slow
D
Hurry up and wait, don’t sleep late
And learn to hate your brother
                      G
Before you hate your foe

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On patrol out in the rice fields, them choppers flew low
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Glancing for the hand signal to tell you where to go
Am
Then the bombs started fallin’
D
And they pounded his brain
And he thought about Eutaw and who was to blame
                      G
For sendin’ him to Vietnam