The Things They Carry

C Em F F 2x (this pattern continues through the entire song. The Em can be transitioned to and from a Cmaj7 to mix things up) C Em O'Brien told me stories, tales about the war, F All the things they carried and what they're fighting for, C Em Some boys carried photographs, anything to fill the void F Others carried bullets bent on a mission to destroy C Em Regardless of the purpose, just having something close F Holding up their sanity, in twisted times like those, C Em What would be in my pocket, holding up my will, F Pushing back the darkest dreams, the endless screams of k**l, C Em Pieces of a letter, written long ago, F Tearing at the pieces, from ten million folds, C Em Stuck in a foxhole, bullets whizzing by, F Dreaming up a lady, from another life, C Em In my dreams I see her, in a ghostly way, F My mouth I couldn't open, but this is what I'd say, C Em When You're living overseas, life changes, F Things don't mean the same thing they do back home to you and me, C Em Life Overseas, those daydreams, F thinkin' about love, life and family C Em I hope you still remember the days with the rain, F Snuggled close, fire was lit, the world was far away, C Em Memories carry me accross the rugged terrain, F The rain still beats me everyday, but it's not the same, C Em Morals go and people change when forced to live this way, F Your mind is forced to wonder, who will die today, C Em I keep looking forward, my eyes on the end, F Hoping I can get back home and start my life again, C Em Still wrapped in my pocket, tucked into the deep, F The cloth still smells of your perfume, I'll forever keep, C Em Pieces of a letter, written long ago, F Tearing at the pieces, from ten million folds, C Em Stuck in a foxhole, bullets whizzing by, F Dreaming up a lady, from another life, C Em In my dreams I see her, in a ghostly way, F My mouth I couldn't open, but this is what I'd say, C Em When You're living overseas, life changes, F Things don't mean the same thing they do back home to you and me, C Em Life Overseas, those daydreams, F thinkin' about love, life and family C Em I'm not here to tell you a true war story, F I've never done a thing to deserve the honor or the glory, C Em O'Brien saw his fair share of war in his day, F Never admitting truth in the words he'd say, C Em The story began to unravel my mind, F So much so, I look in my pocket, this is what I find, C Em Pieces of a letter, written long ago, F Tearing at the pieces, from ten million folds, C Em Stuck in a foxhole, bullets whizzing by, F Dreaming up a lady, from another life, C Em In my dreams I see her, in a ghostly way, F My mouth I couldn't open, but this is what I'd say, C Em When You're living overseas, life changes, F Things don't mean the same thing they do back home to you and me, C Em Life Overseas, those daydreams, F thinkin' about love, life and family