Big Time In The Jungle

D C G Down in Eutaw, Alabama in 1965 D C G A young man �bout 21, no different than you or I Am D He�s catchin� catfish, and gettin� drunk Am D 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 D C G 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 (Same as Verse Chords) D C G Oh the drop point was dusty and the drill sergeant was loud D C G 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 D C G On patrol out in the rice fields, them choppers flew low D C G 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