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Buy a Gun for Your Son
[D]Hallelujah, Dads and Mommies,
Cowboys, Rebels, Yanks and Commies
[A7]Buy yourselves some real red blooded fun.
[D]If you want to make the grade,
You've got to have a hand grenade,
[A7]And a fully automatic G.I. [D]Gun.
Chorus
[D]Buy a gu[G]n for your son right away,[D] Sir
Shake his hand l[G]ike a man and let him play,[D] Sir.
Let his little mind expand, Place a weapon [G]in his hand,
[A7]For the skills he learns today will someday pay, [D]Sir.
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[D]Pound that kid into submission
'Till he's mastered Nuclear Fission
[A7]Buy him plastic warheads by the score,
[D]Once he's got the taste of blood,
He's gonna sneak up on his buddies
[A7]Starting his own thermo-nuclear[D] war.
(Repeat Chorus)
[D]Buy him khakis and fatigues,
And sign him up in little leagues,
[A7]Give him callisthenics as a rule.
[D]Once you've banished fear and dread,
Then pat his seven year-old head,
[A7]And send him off to military [D]school.
(Repeat Chorus)
[D]Once he's grown to be a man,
He might get tired of blasting Granny,
[A7]Then you'll see a crisis coming on.
[D]Don't get worried, don't get nervous.
Send that kid into the service,
[A7]Let him rise into the [D]Pentagon.
[D]At the Pentagon he'll rise.
The President he will advise,
[A7]His reputation growing all the while.
[D]With his picture on the wall,
He'll get that long-awaited call,
[A7]And press the firing buttons with a [D]smile.
Final Chorus
Took the chords provided by threelegsoman's
youtube video and put them on here so it's
easier for anyone who want's an easier way to view them.
Buy a Gun for Your Son
[D]Hallelujah, Dads and Mommies,
Cowboys, Rebels, Yanks and Commies
[A7]Buy yourselves some real red blooded fun.
[D]If you want to make the grade,
You've got to have a hand grenade,
[A7]And a fully automatic G.I. [D]Gun.
Chorus
[D]Buy a gu[G]n for your son right away,[D] Sir
Shake his hand l[G]ike a man and let him play,[D] Sir.
Let his little mind expand, Place a weapon [G]in his hand,
[A7]For the skills he learns today will someday pay, [D]Sir.
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[D]Pound that kid into submission
'Till he's mastered Nuclear Fission
[A7]Buy him plastic warheads by the score,
[D]Once he's got the taste of blood,
He's gonna sneak up on his buddies
[A7]Starting his own thermo-nuclear[D] war.
(Repeat Chorus)
[D]Buy him khakis and fatigues,
And sign him up in little leagues,
[A7]Give him callisthenics as a rule.
[D]Once you've banished fear and dread,
Then pat his seven year-old head,
[A7]And send him off to military [D]school.
(Repeat Chorus)
[D]Once he's grown to be a man,
He might get tired of blasting Granny,
[A7]Then you'll see a crisis coming on.
[D]Don't get worried, don't get nervous.
Send that kid into the service,
[A7]Let him rise into the [D]Pentagon.
[D]At the Pentagon he'll rise.
The President he will advise,
[A7]His reputation growing all the while.
[D]With his picture on the wall,
He'll get that long-awaited call,
[A7]And press the firing buttons with a [D]smile.
Final Chorus
