Soldiers Get Strange

	  		Jason Isbell - Soldiers Get Strange 

Intro: Em – C – D  x4  (fourth time, hold C) 

I play it starting on 7th fret, drop the G on B string once, like this: 

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  Em        C    D 
e--7--7--7--3----5-- 
B--8--7--8--5----7-- 
G--9--9--9--5----7-- 
D--9--9--9--5----7-- 
A--7--7--7--3----5-- 
E--x--x--x--x----x-- 


Rest of the song I play normally, i.e. Em is 022000 


     G          G/F      C             G              G/F        C 
You want her to try new things.  She reminds you she wears your ring. 
     G       G/F        C                     G            G/F    C 
And after a couple o’ drinks, she's a little scared of you. 
   G             G/F      C          G              G/F        C 
A good friend is hard to find.  You wish you could spend more time 
G        G/F      C                     G             G/F        C 
towing civilian lines, but they're all scared of you. 
                Em                Em/F#  G 
  It's not the time that makes it  go   bad 
                Em                 Em/F#     G 
  It's not the thought of what you could've had 
               Em                  Em/F#   G 
  It's not the way that her figure  has  changed 
        G           G/F           C     (hold) 
  It's just that a soldier gets strange 

You know she's a real good girl.  She reminds you that every curl 
that whips in the wind of the world, is watched by the eyes of God. 

But lately your mane's gone white.  You itch in your veins in the night. 
Before you "came home alright" you wielded the lightning rod. 

  It ain't the time that makes it go South 
  It ain't the liquor that burns in your mouth 
  Nearly nothing around here's changed 
  It's just that a soldier gets strange 
          C                           Em 
     She turns off the lights so you can't see her body 
          C                            Em 
     You can't make her fight when you know that you're wrong 
           C                   Em 
     They call you a hero, so many still fighting 
      G               G/F    C     (hold) 
     This ain't where you belong 

Instrumental:  G  G/F  C  x3 

Maybe you'll re-enlist.  It couldn't be worse than this. 
But think of the things you'll miss, if you're inside the wire again 

  It's not the dreams that keep you up late 
  It's not the world you saw incinerate 
  It's not the way that her figure has changed 
  It's just that a soldier gets strange 
   G          G/F       C     (hold) 
  Most of all you got strange  


Intro chords just like the start