Hợp âm I Can't Write Left-Handed - Live at Carnegie Hall, New York, NY - October 1972

Lời & hợp âm

[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
We recorded this song on [Dm]Oc
tober [C]the 6th
Since then the war's been
[Bb]declared [G]over
If you're like me you'll remember
it like anybody remembers any war
[F]One big [C]drag[F][G]
Lot of people write songs [F]about
wars and [C]government[Bb]
[G]Very social things
[F]But [C]I think about [Bb]young guys who [G]were like
I was when [F]I was young
I had [C]no more idea [Bb]about [G]any government,
or political things or [F]any[C]thing
[Bb]And I think about [G]those kind
of young guys now
Who all of a sudden somebody
comes [F]up
And they're very law-a[Bb]biding
[F]So So if some[C]body says go they don't
ask any [G]questions they just [F]go

[Verse 2]
[C]And I can remember not too[G] long
ago seeing [F]a young guy[C]
[Bb]With his right[G] arm gone,
just [F]got back[C][Bb][G]
And I asked [F]him how
he was do[C]ing
He said he was [Bb]doing all right now
[G]But he had thought he was
[F]gonna die
He said [C]getting shot
[Bb]at didn't bother [G]him
It was getting shot that
[C]shook him [Bb]up[G]
And I [F]tried to put my[C]self
in his posi[Bb]tion[G]
Maybe he cried,
[F]may[C]be he said[F]

[Interlude 1]
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[Verse 3]
I can't write [G]left [C]handed[F][G]
Would you please [F]write a let[C]ter,
[Bb]write a letter to my [G]mother?
Tell her[F], t[C]ell[Bb] her[G] to tell
Tell [C]her to tell the [Bb]family
[G]lawyer[F][C][Bb][G]
Try to [C]get a deferment [Bb]for my young
[G]er brother

[Interlude 2]
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[Verse 4]
Tell the [G]Reverend Har[C]ris to pray [G]for me,
Lord, Lord, [F]Lord[Bb][G]
I [F]ain't [C]gonna live, [Bb]I don't beli[G]eve I'm going
to live to get much [F]older[C][Bb][G][F]
[Em]Strange little man over here in Viet[D]nam,
I ain't, I ain't [Em]never seen
Bless his heart I ain't
never done nothin' to
[F]He done shot me [Bb]in my sh[G]oulder

[Interlude 3]
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[Verse 5]
Boot camp we [F]had [C]classes[Bb]
[G][F][C][Bb][G]
You know we talked [F]about fightin',
[C]fightin'[Bb] eve[G]ryday[F][C][Bb][G]
And lookin' [F]through rosy,
[C]ros[Bb]y colored gla[G]sses[F][C][Bb][G]
I must admit it seemed excit[F]ing[C]
[Bb]anyway[G][F][C][Bb][G]
But [F]something [C]that they [Bb]over
[G]looked to tell [F]me[C][F][G]
Bullet[F]s look [Bb]better I [G]must
[F]say[C][Bb][G]
Rather [F]when [C]they [F]com[G]in'
at [F]you[C][Bb][G]
But [F]go [C]without the[F] other way[G]
[F][C][Bb]

[Verse 6]
[G]
And please call up the Reverend
[F]call [C]up, call up the [Bb]Rev erend
[F]Harris[G][F][C][Bb][G]
And tell him to ask the lord to do some [F]good things
[C]for[Bb] me[G][F][C][Bb][G]
Tell him, I ain't gonna [F]live, I ain't [C]gonna live
I ain't gonna [F]live to [G]get much
[F]older[C][Bb][G][F]
Oh [Bb]Lord
[G]

[Verse 7]
[Em]Strange little man over here [D]in Vietnam,
I ain't never seen
[Em]bless his heart I, ain't
never done nothing to
[F]he done shot me [F]in my [G]shoulder
[F]

[Outro 1]
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