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