All The Dead Were Strangers

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   G                             C9
I met my buddy Kovacs stripping down his M-16

         F                               F9
He said "I think the barrel got hot -- know what I mean ?"

          Bbmaj7
And his smiling mouth looked friendly

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But his eyes, like all the dead, were strangers

                                                                              F      D9
All the dead were, all the dead were, all the dead were, all the dead were strangers



      G                         C9
Just lying there were ladies so old they hardly bled

F                             F9
Thin kids who never needed a red hole in the head

        Bbmaj7
We were all in this together

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We were friends, but all the dead were strangers

                                                                              F      D9
All the dead were, all the dead were, all the dead were, all the dead were strangers



    G                           C9
We bumped into Polonsky, and Polonsky hollered "Look!

        F                           F9
It's a Japanese transistor that I swiped off of a gook

             Bbmaj7
And it don't even have no batteries"

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And he laughed that all the dead were strangers

                                                                              F      D9
All the dead were, all the dead were, all the dead were, all the dead were strangers



     G                                       C9
And Kovacs said "You crumb-dumb, we weren't sent in here to steal"

       F                                 F9
And Polonsky answered "Stow it!  How do you know what I feel?

          Bbmaj7
What the hell else is there in this

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For me? Like, all the dead were strangers

                                                                              F      D9
All the dead were, all the dead were, all the dead were, all the dead were strangers



   G                            C9
I left them two to argue and I walked between the huts

        F                           F9
It's a bad day when a king-hit of grass won't calm your guts

        Bbmaj7
But it helps you to remember

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Or forget that all the dead were strangers

                                                                              F      D9
All the dead were, all the dead were, all the dead were, all the dead were strangers



     G                                 C9
The birds that lift us in here lift us out through the same sky

         F                           F9
And the gunships hose the ruins for reasons hell knows why

          Bbmaj7
And I can only yell Why bother!

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Why bother all the dead?  They were strangers

                                                                              F
All the dead were, all the dead were, all the dead were, all the dead were strangers

   Db                                                                                   F
Strangers. All the dead were, all the dead were, all the dead were, all the dead were strangers

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