Biography:
Malvina Reynolds (August 23, 1900 – March 17, 1978) was an American folk/blues singer-songwriter and political activist, best known for her song-writing, particularly the songs "Little Boxes" and "Morningtown Ride."
Malvina Milder was born in San Francisco to David and Abagail Milder, Jewish and socialist immigrants, who opposed involvement in World War I.
She married William ("Bud") Reynolds, a carpenter and labor organizer, in 1934. They had one child, Nancy Reynolds Schimmel (a songwriter and performer in her own right), in 1935.
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Intro:
E Am E Am
E Am
They'll make a man of you, my son.
E
You'll wear the green beret
Am E Am Am
And answer ev'ry question with a gun.
C Dm G
You'll wear a uniform, a signet on your sleeve.
C Dm G
You'll have a power that you never would believe.
E Am
And any problem that you meet,
E
You'll put a bullet through its head
Am E Am Am
Till ev'rything that moves is dead.
E Am
When your time's up and you've returned,
E
They'll take your gun away
Am E Am
But not the tricks you've learned.
C Dm G
You'll wear a uniform, the neat civilian brown,
C Dm G
Your hair the proper cut, the proper part of town,
E Am
And any problem that you meet,
E Am
You'll stamp it bloody with your feet,
Dm G E Am Am
Or roll it in barbed wire and get it off the street.
E Am
And any idea that you cannot comprehend,
E Am E Am
You'll put the handcuffs on and that will be the end,
C E Am
And anything that grows you'll cover with cement.
E Am
They'll make a man of you, my son.
It's not 100% but it'll work. You're welcome submit a more accurate version.
By caho
E Am E Am
E Am
They'll make a man of you, my son.
E
You'll wear the green beret
Am E Am Am
And answer ev'ry question with a gun.
C Dm G
You'll wear a uniform, a signet on your sleeve.
C Dm G
You'll have a power that you never would believe.
E Am
And any problem that you meet,
E
You'll put a bullet through its head
Am E Am Am
Till ev'rything that moves is dead.
E Am
When your time's up and you've returned,
E
They'll take your gun away
Am E Am
But not the tricks you've learned.
C Dm G
You'll wear a uniform, the neat civilian brown,
C Dm G
Your hair the proper cut, the proper part of town,
E Am
And any problem that you meet,
E Am
You'll stamp it bloody with your feet,
Dm G E Am Am
Or roll it in barbed wire and get it off the street.
E Am
And any idea that you cannot comprehend,
E Am E Am
You'll put the handcuffs on and that will be the end,
C E Am
And anything that grows you'll cover with cement.
E Am
They'll make a man of you, my son.
It's not 100% but it'll work. You're welcome submit a more accurate version.
By caho
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