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