Anti-War
Written, sung, played, recorded, mixed, editied and mastered by Frank C. Griffith.
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An anti-war song about veterans and coming home from war.
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Discarded Soldier, USA
Am F
I’m coming home from the war grounds,
E D7
With desert sand, in my hair.
Am F
I feel confused and I am filled with anger,
E D7
My heart, full of despair.
Who will be able to forgive me, (forgive me)
A witness ordered not to care.
I can not sweep this under the carpet, (carpet)
The truth will always, be there.
Am G F G Am G F G
My life is a, living hell, with PTSD all I want to do is yell
My life is a, living hell, with PTSD all I want to do is yell
E E E Am F E Am F E
At you......Ooh.. U S Aaa.....Yell at U S Aaa.... USA!
We followed the rules of engagement, (engagement)
They changed, overnight.
Then we heard that our president, (president)
Sold us war, with a pack of lies.
I’m just a discarded soldier, (soldier)
After serving so many years.
Maybe I can build myself a new life, (new life)
But I doubt, without fear.
My life is a, living hell, with PTSD all I want to do is yell
My life is a, living hell, with PTSD all I want to do is yell
At you........Ooh.. U S A.....
Am F E Am F E
USAaaaa.... USAaaaa....
I’m just a discarded soldier, We lost our sisters and brothers,
USAaaaa.... USAaaaa....
I’m just a discarded soldier, We lost our fathers and mothers,
USAaaaa.... USAaaaa....
I’m just a discarded soldier, We lost our sisters and brothers,
USAaaaa... USAaaaa....
I’m just a discarded soldier, We lost our fathers and mothers,
USAaaaa!
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