When A Soldier Makes It Home Arlo Guthrie

Capo 2nd fret

(C) (Em) (F) (C) (Em) (F) (C) (Em) (F) (C) (Em) (F)
(C)Halfway around the (Em)world tonight in a (F)strange and (G)foreign (C)land,
A (Am)soldier packs his memo(Em)ries, as he (F)leaves Afghani(G)stan. (G7)
(Am)Back home they don't (Em)know too much, there's (F)just no way to (G)tell, (G7)
I (C)guess you had to (Em)be there for to (F)know that war was (G)hell. (G7)

And there(F) won't be any (Am)victory pa(F)rades for (C)those that's coming (F)back,
(Am) They'll fly them in at (Em)midnight and un(F)load the body (G)sacks, (G7)
The (Am)living will be (Em)walking down a (F)long and lonely (G)road, (G7) (G6) (G5)
Because (C)nobody seems to (Em)care these days when a (F)soldier (G)makes it (C)home.
(Em) (F)

(C) They'll say it wasn't (Em)easy, just a(F)nother (G)job well (C)done,
As the (Am)government in (Em)Kabul falls to the (F)sounds of rebel (G)guns, (G7)
And the (Am)faces of the (Em)comrades, being (F)blown out of the (G)sky, (G7)
Leaves you (C)bitter with the (Em)feeling that they (F)didn't have to (G)die. (G7)

And there(F) won't be any (Am)victory pa(F)rades for (C)those that's coming (F)back,
(Am) They'll fly them in at (Em)midnight and un(F)load the body (G)sacks, (G7)
The (Am)living will be (Em)walking down a (F)long and lonely (G)road, (G7) (G6) (G5)
Because (C)nobody seems to (Em)care these days when a (F)soldier (G)makes it (C)home.
(Em) (F)
- Instrumental verse, but last three chords (F) (G) (C) - (Em) (F)

(C) But halfway around the (Em)world tonight in a (F)strange and (G)foreign (C)land,
A (Am)soldier unpacks memo(Em)ries that he (F)saved from Viet(G)nam. (G7)
And (Am)back home they didn't (Em)know too much, there (F)was just no way to (G)tell, (G7)
I (C)guess you had to (Em)be there for to (F)know that war was (G)hell.

And there(F) wasn't any (Am)big pa(F)rades for (C)those that made it (F)back,
(Am) They flew them in at (Em)midnight and un(F)loaded all the (G)sacks, (G7)
The (Am)living were left (Em)walking down a (F)long and lonely (G)road (G7) (G6) (G5)
Because (C)nobody seemed to (Em)care back then when a (F)soldier (G)made it (C)home.
(Em) (F)

(C) The night is coming (Em)quickly, and the (F)stars are (G)on their (C)way,
As I (Am)stare into the (Em)evening, looking (F)for the words to (G)say (G7)
That (Am)I saw the lonely (Em)soldier, just a (F)boy that's far from (G)home, (G7)
And I (C)saw that I was (Em)just like him, while u(F)pon this earth I (G)roam. (G7)

And there (F)may not be any (Am)big pa(F)rades, if I (C)ever make it (F)back,
As I (Am)come home under(Em)cover through a (F)world that can't keep (G)track (G7)
Of the (Am)heroes who have (Em)fallen, let (F)alone the ones who (G)won't, (G7) (G6) (G5)
Which is (C)why nobody seems (Em)to care when a (F)soldier (G)makes it (C)home.
(Em) (F) (C) (Em) (F) (C) (F) (C)(C) (F) (C)

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