I Feel Like I'm Fixing To Die Rag chords by Country Joe McDonald

The studio version sounds different from the Woodstock version, but this is how he plays
at Woodstock.


Chords:

      E   A   F#   B
   e -0---0---2----2--|
   b -0---2---2----4--|
   G -1---2---3----4--|
   D -2---2---4----4--|
   A -2---0---4----2--|
   E -0-------2-------|

         E
   Well, come on all of you, big strong men,
   A
   Uncle Sam needs your help again.
        E
   He's got himself in a terrible jam
   A
   Way down yonder in Vietnam
          F#                  B
   So put down your books and pick up a gun,
         E                        A
   We're gonna have a whole lotta fun.

            F#   B    E
   And it's one, two, three,
               A
   What are we fighting for ?
                   E
   Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
                A
   Next stop is Vietnam;
            F#    B    E
   And it's five, six, seven,
               A
   Open up the pearly gates,
              F#               B
   Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
       E                    A
   Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

   E
   Come on Wall Street, don't be slow,
       A
   Why man, this is war a-go-go
           E
   There's plenty good money to be made
      A
   By supplying the Army with the tools of its trade,
            F#                         B
   But just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
        E                   A
   They drop it on the Viet Cong.

            F#   B    E
   And it's one, two, three,
               A
   What are we fighting for ?
                   E
   Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
                A
   Next stop is Vietnam.
            F#    B    E
   And it's five, six, seven,
               A
   Open up the pearly gates,
              F#               B
   Well there ain't no time to wonder why
       E                    A
   Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

        E
   Now, come on generals, let's move fast;
   A
   Your big chance is here at last.
   E
   Now you can go out and get those reds
              A
   'Cause the only good commie is the one that's dead
           F#                  B
   And you know that peace can only be won
              E                A
   When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come.

            F#   B    E
   And it's one, two, three,
               A
   What are we fighting for ?
                   E
   Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
                A
   Next stop is Vietnam;
            F#    B    E
   And it's five, six, seven,
               A
   Open up the pearly gates,
              F#               B
   Well there ain't no time to wonder why
       E                    A
   Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

   E
   Come on mothers throughout the land,
   A
   Pack your boys off to Vietnam.
   E
   Come on fathers, and don't hesitate
      A
   To send your sons off before it's too late.
               F#                B
   And you can be the first ones in your block
                E                  A
   To have your boy come home in a box.

            F#   B    E
   And it's one, two, three
               A
   What are we fighting for ?
                   E
   Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
                A
   Next stop is Vietnam.
            F#    B    E
   And it's five, six, seven,
               A
   Open up the pearly gates,
              F#               B
   Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
       E                    A
   Whoopee! we're all gonna die.


I'm not 100% sure about the key. I've heard several different versions and they all