Wstęp: g f cis F

g Arf my dreamers.
cis   F"Mammy's hero."
g  f  cis  F "B.F.P.O."
g  f  cis   F "Mammy's hero."

g Our little army bf oy
Is ccisoming home from B.F.P.FO.
g I've a bunch of puf rple flowers
To dcisecorate a mammyF's hero.
g  Mourning in the aerf odrome,
The weatcisher warmer, he is cFolder.
g  Four men in unf iform
To ccisarry home my littlFe soldier.

"Whag t could he do?
ShoFuld have been a rock star."     B 
But he didn't havcise the money for a guitar.
"Whatg could he do?
ShoFuld have been a politician."B 
But he never had cisa proper education.
"Whag t could he do?
ShouFld have been a father."B 
But he never even cismade it to his twenties.  g   
WhatB a waste!
BArmy dreamg ers.
B Ooh, what[B/Cm] a waste of
BArmy dreag mers.   B 

Tears o'er a tin box.
Oh, Jesus Christ, he wasn't to know,
Like a chicken with a fox,
He couldn't win the war with ego.
Give the kid the pick of pips,
And give him all your stripes and ribbons.
Now he's sitting in his hole,
He might as well have buttons and bows.

"What could he do?
Should have been a rock star."
But he didn't have the money for a guitar.
"What could he do?
Should have been a politician."
But he never had a proper education.
"What could he do?
Should have been a father."
But he never even made it to his twenties.
What a waste --
Army dreamers.
Ooh, what a waste of
Army dreamers.
Ooh, what[B/Cm] a waste of all that
BArmy dreag mers,
BArmy dreamg ers,
BArmy dreag mers,B ohGsus2...  

Заключение: g f cis F - 12р. g

D/F# [200232]
Hsus2 [x24422]