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I Feel Like I'm Fixin To Die Rag by Country Joe And The Fish






      I Feel Like I'm Fixin To Die Rag







 D
Come on all of you big strong men,
 G
Uncle Sam needs your help again.
      D
He's got himself in a terrible jam
 G
Way down yonder in Vietnam
   E7                       A
So put down your books and pick up a gun,
       D                        G
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun.
 
Chorus:
         A7   Bb7    D
And it's one, two, three,
 D7           G
What are we fighting for?
                  D
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
              G
Next stop is Vietnam;
          A7   Bb7   D
And it's five, six, seven,
 D7           G
Open up the pearly gates,
             E               A
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
     D                    G
Whoopee! we're all gonna die. 

 
2:
 D
Come on generals, let's move fast;
 G
Your big chance has come at last.
 D
Gotta go out and get those reds —
     G
The only good commie is the one that's dead
     E7                          A
You know that peace can only be won
             D                       G
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come. 

[Chorus] 
 
3:
 D
Come on Wall Street, don't move slow,
     G
Why man, this is war au-go-go.
          D
There's plenty good money to be made
     G
Supplying the Army with the tools of the trade,
 E7                              A
Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
      D                   G
They drop it on the Viet Cong. 

[Chorus] 
 
4:
 D
Come on mothers throughout the land,
 G
Pack your boys off to Vietnam.
 D
Come on fathers, don't hesitate,
 G
Send your sons off before it's too late.
        E7               A
You can be the first one on your block
              D                  G
To have your boy come home in a box. 

[Chorus]




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version 2





D7
come on all of you big strong men
G
Uncle Sam needs your help again
     D7
he's got himself in a terrible jam
G
way down yonder in Viet Nam so
E7                      A7
put down your books and pick up a gun we're
D7                       G
gonna have a whole lotta fun

CHORUS
         D/E  D/F  D/F#               G
And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for
               D7                              G
don't ask me I don't give a damn, next stop is Viet Nam
         D/E   D/F  D/F#               G
And it's five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
E7               A7          D7                      G
ain't no time to wonder why, whoopee we're all gonna die


come on generals, let's move fast
your big chance has come at last
now you can go out and get those reds
cos the only good commie is the one that's dead and
you know that peace can only be won when we've
blown 'em all to kingdom come

come on wall street don't be slow
why man this war is a go-go
there's plenty good money to be made by
supplying the army with the tools of its trade
let's hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
they drop it on the Viet Cong

come on mothers throughout the land
pack your boys off to Viet Nam
come on fathers don't hesitate
send your sons off before it's too late
and you can be the first ones on your block
to have your boy come home in a box

D/E xx2232  D/F xx3232  D/F# xx4232







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