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[Verse 1]
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The letter said it all, we're shipping out
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I know they got it wrong without a doubt
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The war ain't over there, it's here with me
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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]
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[Verse 3]
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"Settle up your bill," the raining shouts
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The patter of forsaken voices loud
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Lined throughout the pockets of my vest
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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
