Verse
D# G
Honey, don't tell the boys I been talkin' like this
Fm D#
'Cause I can't have 'em thinkin' I'm scared
D# G
Truth is I ain't afraid a'nothin' no more
Fm D#
I'm tired and I just don't care
D# G
How many tours is too many tours
Fm D#
My baby she'd like to know
G
'Cause always there at the back a'my mind
Fm D#
Is that Jody's there when I go
[Chorus]
D# A#m
Never let 'em send me back to Sadr City
D# A#m
Never let 'em send me back
D# A#m
Some shit went down, down in Sadr City
D# C#
Some shit went down in Iraq
D#
I ain't goin' back
[Verse 2]
D# G
Well I was there in '04 when it first got hot
Fm D#
And Muqtada's local fighters emerged
D# G
Earned a Purple Heart via Seven-Six-Two
Fm D#
And another later during the Surge
D# G
Didn't know nothin' back then, didn't care
Fm D#
It was get it on and kick us some ass
D# G
Couldn't tell a Sunni from a Shia from the Kurds
Fm D#
But they educated me pretty fast
[Chorus]
D# A#m
Never let 'em send me back to Sadr City
D# A#m
Never let 'em send me back
D# A#m
Some shit went down, down in Sadr City
D# C#
Some shit went down in Iraq
C#
I ain't goin' back
[Verse 3]
D# G
Well it was pretty touch n'go from the very first light
Fm D#
Fiercest action that I'd ever seen
D# G
Ambush come and we hadda' dismount
Fm D#
Get busy, fight it out in the streets
D# G
Well all hell broke loose, takin' fire from the rooftops
Fm D#
Haji launchin' RPGs
D# G
Fightin' runnin' battles with militias in the alleys
Fm D#
Draggin' on and on week after week
D# G
Takin' hits at fifty metres from a shrine nearby
Fm D#
But they wouldn't let us light up a mosque
D# G
Then our tanks rolled in, real hard real heavy
Fm D#
But they couldn't help the guys that we lost
[Chorus]
D# A#m
Never let 'em send me back to Sadr City
D# A#m
Never let 'em send me back
D# A#m
Some shit went down, down in Sadr City
D# C#
Some shit went down in Iraq
D#
I ain't goin' back
[Verse 4]
D# G
Well I don't know if it matters to the folks back home
Fm D#
But they say they're all supportin' the troops
D# G
There's no time anyway to be dwelling on that
Fm D#
Out here thinkin's only for fools
D# G
And as long as there's no lack of young man willin'
Fm D#
To ride to the sound of the guns
D# G
I'll be waking up dreaming of the Mahdi Army
Fm D#
And of both sides losing their sons
[Final Chorus]
D# A#m
They ain't a-gonna send me back to Sadr City
D# A#m
They ain't a-gonna send me back
D# A#m
My orders came through and babe it isn't pretty
D# C#
It's Afghanistan instead of Iraq
C#
They're sending me back