Soldiers Get Strange

Intro: Em – C – D  x4  (fourth time,
 hold C)

I play it starting on 7th fret, drop
 the G on B string once, like this:

  Em        C    D
E|--7--7--7--3----5--| 
B|--8--7--8--5----7--| 
G|--9--9--9--5----7--| 
D|--9--9--9--5----7--| 
A|--7--7--7--3----5--| 
E|--x--x--x--x----x--| 

Rest of the song I play normally, 
i.e. Em is 022000


     G          G/F      C       
You want her to try new things.  
      G              G/F        C
She reminds you she wears your ring.
     G       G/F        C        
And after a couple o’ drinks, 
             G            G/F    C
she's a little scared of you.
   G             G/F      C      
A good friend is hard to find.  
    G              G/F        C
You wish you could spend more time
G        G/F      C             
towing civilian lines, but 
        G             G/F        C
they're all scared of you.
                Em                
  It's not the time that makes it 
Em/F#  G
 go   bad
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                Em                 
  It's not the thought of what you 
Em/F#     G
could've had
               Em                  
  It's not the way that her figure 
Em/F#   G
 has  changed
        G           G/F           C 
    (hold)
  It's just that a soldier gets 
strange

You know she's a real good girl.  
She reminds you that every curl
that whips in the wind of the world,
 is watched by the eyes of God.

But lately your mane's gone white.  
You itch in your veins in the night.
Before you "came home alright" you 
wielded the lightning rod.

  It ain't the time that makes it go
 South
  It ain't the liquor that burns in 
your mouth
  Nearly nothing around here's 
changed
  It's just that a soldier gets 
strange
          C                        
     She turns off the lights so 
   Em
you can't see her body
          C                        
     You can't make her fight when 
    Em
you know that you're wrong
           C                   Em
     They call you a hero, so many 
still fighting
      G               G/F    C     
(hold)
     This ain't where you belong

[Instrumental]:  G  G/F  C  x3

Maybe you'll re-enlist.  It couldn't
 be worse than this.
But think of the things you'll miss,
 if you're inside the wire again

  It's not the dreams that keep you 
up late
  It's not the world you saw 
incinerate
  It's not the way that her figure 
has changed
  It's just that a soldier gets 
strange
   G          G/F       C     (hold)
  Most of all you got strange