I Wanna Be In The Cavalry Chords by Corb Lund

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Well, I wanna be in the cavalry, [C] they send me off to war.
I want a good speed under me, like my forefathers before.
I want a good mount when the bugle sounds and I hear the cannons roar.
Well, I wanna be in the cavalry, they send [G] me off to war.
Well, I want a horse and a volunteer force [C] riding [Em] for the dawn.
[C] Please save for me [G] some gallantry that will echo when [D] I'm gone.
[G] I'll beg a few swords, I may lead the charge [C] on the battle [Em] lines adrawn.
[C] Let me at least [G] leave a good hoof beat, I remember that and long.
Well, I'm not a good foot soldier, make [C] me sour and [Em] slow at march.
[C] And I'd be sick [G] on a navy ship and the sea would leave [D] me parched.
[G] But I'll be first in line if they let me ride, [C] by God, you'll see [Em] my starch.
[C] Look back for the heat [G] through the laurel wreath underneath [D] that [G] victory arch.
Well, I wanna be in the cavalry, [C] they send me off [Em] to war.
[C] Well, I want a good [G] speed under me, like my forefathers [D] before.
[G] I want a good mount when the bugle [C] sounds and I hear the [Em] cannons roar.
[C] Well, I wanna [G] be in the cavalry, they send me off to war.
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Let me earn my spurs and the battles [C] blue and the day is [Em] lost to won.
[C] I'll wield my [G] lance as the ponies dance and the black guards [D] fire their guns.
[G] I'll save a keen and a saddle [C] carbine and an army [Em] remains him.
[C] Where the hot lead [G] streams and the cold coal steel, I may be a cavalryman.
Well, I wanna be in the cavalry, [C] they send me [Em] off to war.
[C] Well, I want a [G] good speed under me, like my [D] forefathers before.
[G] I want a good mount when the bugle [C] sounds and I hear the [Em] cannons roar.
[C] Well, I wanna [G] be in the cavalry, they [D] send me [G] off to war.
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I'll play their flutes and stir up my [Cm] boots and place them back to front.
Cause I won't be back on the riderless black and I'm finished in my hunt.
[C] Well, I wanna be in the cavalry, they send me off to war.
Well, I wanna be in the [G] cavalry, but I won't ride home [C] no more.
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