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Ambush chords by Bomm Sheltuh

  • E

  • D

  • Em

  • F#m

    2
  • F#

    2
  • Ab

    4
  • Am

Verse 1
E
I was in NAMM, back in 72.
I was trapped behind enemy lines.
With my entire squad dead.
They thought they had killed everyone.
D
Except for me. They was right.
Major H, everyone's dead,
it's just me and
E
Close your eyes tightly,
Em
take heed it might be. What?
The last breath you breathe,
life unsightly.
E
Fuck that, nervous,
D
I'm about to spray bullets close range.
F#m
D
Have them dancin' like an episode
E
Em
of Soul Train ain't chill, money,
they still about a hundred yards away
Let them get a little closer
before you take aim
D
Damn, how much ammo
E
can you tell is left?
D
F#
About a hundred rounds
E
Ab
I ain't cool, cause I smell death
Em
Plus I got the hand grenade in the 9mm
And I put about eleven
D
bombs in the mine bin
E
Clever work, sergeant,
F#
they'll be sur prised
F#m
when they roll through
D
Re mind me the minute we
get on to promotion
Em
Yes sir, I got a wife back in post
And if I don't make it back,
E
here's a letter that I wrote
D
I ain't wrecked,
F#m
F#
but you're gonna make it back
F#m
In one piece, bluntly,
with all limbs intact
D
E
Em
In the front T, what's the location?
Still about 50 yards
When they get to 25,
E
you're gonna leave them scarred
D
Okay relax, deep breath,
F#m
as they search on
D
Don't shoot until they detonate
E
the first bomb
Em
I got a lock and crosshair,
it's true guerrilla warfare
God have mercy on my soul,
say the Lord's prayer
D
Just a few more steps,
E
to hell we sending them
F#m
I feel my heart pounding,
D
Em
plus my adrenaline
There it goes, let him have it
Take that to hell, you bastard
E
The 10 soldiers left,
F#m
but don't take us for a joke
D
I'm out of ammo,
E
D
plus the fucking radios broke
Em
You a green beret,
shoot the smoke
flare off towards the bay
You better pray the chopper
shouldn't be on his way
E
Give me the hand grenade,
D
I'm about to throw
E
it and end this shit
D
Cause all you got left is
E
a nine extended clip
Em
I hear the chopper, throw the bomb,
I'll hold the gat
Just make sure it lands
E
where the most soldiers at
D
F#m
Yes, there's only three standing
D
Let's be out before the chopper
needs emergency land
Em
You go, I'll hold them off,
this is my worst day
Tell the medic,
I'm gon' need some first aid
E
Wow, are you hit? Yeah
F#m
Son of a bitch, where?
D
E
I caught one in the head, one in the ribs
Em
I don't wanna die,
my wife's about to have a kid
I'm still in the barracks,
not enough dough to buy a chair
D
I'm gonna pick you up,
F#
F#m
put you on my shoulders and run
D
It's gonna hurt some,
E
come with me,
D
Em
E
D
I'm loading your gun
E
Em
Am
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Em
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Em
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F#m
D
Em
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