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