Capo: 2

From: Arlo Guthrie Capoed up on the 2nd fret. I left out the suspensions etc... It's more or less like this:

^CHalfway around the ^Emworld tonight In a ^Fstrange and ^Gforeign ^Cland A ^Amsoldier packs his ^Emmemories As he ^Fleaves Afghani^Gstan And ^Amback home they don't ^Emknow too much There's ^Fjust no way to ^Gtell I ^Cguess you had to ^Embe there For to ^Fknow that war was ^Ghell

Chorus:

And ther^Fe won't be a^Amny victor^Fy parades For ^Cthose that's coming ^Fback They'll ^Amfly them in at ^Emmidnight And un^Fload the body ^Gsacks And the l^Amiving will be ^Emwalking down A ^Flong and lonely ^Groad Because ^Cnobody seems to ^Emcare these days When a ^Fsoldier ^Gmakes it ^Chome

^CThey'll say it wasn^Em't easy Just ^Fanother job ^Gwell don^Ce As^Am the government in^Em Kabul falls To the^F sounds of reb^Gel guns And ^Amthe faces of the comr^Emades Being bl^Fown out of the ^Gsky Le^Caves you bitter w^Emith the feeling That the^Fy didn't have t^Go die

And ther^Fe won't be a^Amny victor^Fy parades For ^Cthose that's coming ^Fback They'll f^Amly them in at m^Emidnight And un^Fload the body ^Gsacks And the l^Amiving will be ^Emwalking down A ^Flong and lonely ^Groad Because ^Cnobody seems to ^Emcare these days When a ^Fsoldier ^Gmakes it ^Chome

^CHalfway around the ^Emworld tonight In a ^Fstrange and ^Gforeign ^Cland A ^Amsoldier unpacks me^Emmories That h^Fe saved from V^Gietnam Back^Am home they didn't kno^Emw too much There wa^Fs just no way t^Go tell I ^Cguess you had to ^Embe there For to k^Fnow that war wa^Gs hell

And ther^Fe wasn't any^Am big para^Fdes For ^Cthose that made it b^Fack They flew^Am them in at mid^Emnight And un^Floaded all the^G sacks And the l^Amiving were lef^Emt walking down A ^Flong and lonely ^Groad Because ^Cnobody seemed to^Em care back then When a ^Fsoldier ^Gmade it h^Come

^CThe night is coming^Em quickly And t^Fhe stars are^G on thei^Cr way As^Am I stare into the ^Emevening Lookin^Fg for the word^Gs to say That^Am I saw the lonely sol^Emdier Just a b^Foy that's far f^Grom home An^Cd I saw that I wa^Ems just like him While up^Fon this earth I^G roam

And ther^Fe may not be^Am any big ^Fparades If I^C ever make it back ^F As I come^Am home under cov^Emer Throug^Fh a world that^G can't keep track Of the he^Amroes who have ^Emfallen Le^Ft alone the ones^G who won't Which is^C why nobody seem^Ems to care When a ^Fsoldier ^Gmakes it ^Chome

Arlo Guthrie - When a soldier makes it home