Bm G D A


[Verse 1]
Bm                 G                   D    A
The letter said it all, we're shipping out
Bm                 G               D      A
I know they got it wrong without a doubt
Bm                 G                     D  A
The war ain't over there, it's here with me
Bm                G           D   A
The battle of the bloody century


[Verse 2]
G                                           D
What is going here, what becomes the lot of us
G
I thought I would complain, dear
                               D     A
When joining with the great circus


[Chorus]
    D7             G
But I've got high, I've got high
D7            G
I've got high hopes tonight
G     A      D
I got high alright


[Instrumental]
Bm A7


[Verse 3]
Bm              G                  D      A
"Settle up your bill," the raining shouts
    Bm          G             D      A
The patter of forsaken voices loud
Bm                   G             D      A
Lined throughout the pockets of my vest
Bm                G               D       A
A greenback skeleton holds in the rest


[Verse 4]
G                                        D
A symphony of mercy falls upon no deafer ears
G                                                      D
I'd look you in the eyes but I wouldn't recognize your fears


[Chorus]
    D7             G
But I've got high, I've got high
D7            G
I've got high hopes tonight
G     A      D
I got high alright