James Taylor - Far afghanistan

^BmBack home^A/C# Indi^Dana, we just ^Alearn to ^F#mget a^Bmlong ^GCivil^Aized and ^Dsocialized they ^Amteach you right from ^Em9wrong ^GHow to ^Ahold your ^Dliquor and ^Ahow to hold your ^C#mtongu^F#me ^BmHow to h^A/C#old a ^Dwoman or a ^Ababy o^F#mr a ^Bmgun

But ^Bmnothing ^A/C#will pre^Dpare you for the ^Afar ^F#mAfghani^Bmstan You can ^Glisten ^Ato their ^Dstories and ^Apick up what you ^F#mcan You ^Glisten ^Ato their ^Dstories maybe ^Aread a book or ^C#mtwo ^F#m Un^Bmtil they send^A/C# you ^Dout there, ^Gman you ^Ahaven’t ^F#mgot a ^Bmclue

^C#mOh the ^AHindu ^C#mKush, the Band-e ^AAmir, the ^C#mHazara^{A F#m} They ^Bmtell you ^A/C#a tra^Ddition in the ^Ahills of^F#m Kanda^Bmhar^{E/B Bm} They say ^Gyoung ^Aboys are ^Dtaken to the ^Awilderness out ^F#mthere ^GTaken ^Ato the ^Dmountain a^Alone and in the ^C#mnigh^F#mt ^BmIf he ^A/C#makes it ^Dhome alive they ^Ateach him ^F#mhow to ^Bmfight

They ^Bmfought again^A/C#st the ^DRussians, they ^Afought a^F#mgainst the ^BmBrits Hell, they ^Gfought old ^AAlexa^Dnder, talking ‘^About him ever ^F#msince And ^Gafter ^A9/1^D1 here ^Acomes your Uncle ^C#mSam ^F#m A^Bmnother p^A/C#ainful ^Dlesson in the ^Afar Af^F#mghani^Bmstan

I was ^Bmready ^A/C#to be ^Dterrified and ^Aready^F#m to be ^Bmmad I was ^Gready ^Ato be ^Dhomesick, the ^Aworst I’ve ^F#mever had I ^Gexpected ^Ato be ^Dhated and in^Asulted to my ^C#mface^F#m But ^Bmnothing^A/C# could ^Dprepare me for the ^Abeauty ^F#mof the ^Bmplace

No ^Bmmatter what ^A/C#they ^Dtell you, all ^Asoldiers ^F#mtalk to ^BmGod It’s a ^Gprivate ^Aconver^Dsation ^Awritten in your ^F#mblood The ^Genemy’s ^Ano ^Ddifferent, bad-^Aass holy ^C#mwind^F#m That ^Bmcrazy bas^A/C#tard ^Dtalks to God and his ^AGod talk^F#ms back^Bm to him

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