Misc Your Songs - Soldiers friend - bar in ovambo

On a ^Chot summer's evenin' in a ^Fbar room in Ov^Cambo I was talking to a heavy with experience by the ^Gheaps And ^Cas I sat there listning to the ^Fstories of his ^Ccontacts I was stariing at him wide-eyes, as he ^Gquitely s^Cpeaks

He said, ^C"Son, I've made a life out of ^Fhunting' SWAPO ^Cturkeys and knowin' what the odds are I know where the danger ^Glies If ^Cyou don't mind me sayin', I ^Fknow more ^Cyou can think ^Gof If you ^Cbuy me another whiskey I'll ^Ggive you some ad^Cvice"

So I ^Cordered him a another and he ^Fdrank it with one ^Cswallow He put his fingers on his chest, on the scars of his ^Gfights And his ^Cface was very serious, as he ^Fput his empty ^Cglass gown "You're gonna play the game, boy, you ^Gbetter learn to play it ^Cright"

You've got to ^Cknow when to hit them, ^Fknow when you ^Cbeat them Stay alive to walk away and know where to ^Grun You'll never ^Ccount your kills while ^Fwaiting in an ^Cambush There'll be time enough for countin' ^Gwhen the shooting's ^Cdone

^DEv'ry hand should know that the ^Gsecret to sur^Dvival is stinking like the enemy and beat them to the ^Adraw Better ^Dwake up Buddy, ^Gdont think like a ^Dloser SWAPO'll take your hide off, and nail it to the ^Afloor

^DWhen he'd finished speakin', he turned back to the barman swigged down a double ^Around, ^Dstaggered into the ^Anight And the ^Dheavy died of alchohol, in the ^Gdarkness of Ov^Dambo Never warned me about the Whisky, but he ^Ataught me how to ^Dfight

You've got to ^Dknow when to hit them, ^Gknow when you ^Dbeat them Stay alive to walk away and know where to ^Arun You'll never ^Dcount your kills while ^Gwaiting in an ^Dambush There'll be time enough for countin' ^Awhen the shooting's ^Ddone

You've got to ^Dknow when to hit them, ^Gknow when you ^Dbeat them Stay alive to walk away and know where to ^Arun You'll never ^Dcount your kills while ^Gwaiting in an ^Dambush There'll be time enough for countin' ^Awhen the shooting's ^Ddone