Santo Domingo Chords by Phil Ochs

There has been a drastic change in American foreign policy in recent months.
Take the Dominican Republic, which we did a _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ Little while ago killing a few people here and there mostly there
_ Saving the day for freedom and democracy in the Western Hemisphere once again [F#m] folks. _
I
Was over there in the Dominican Republic
[F#] entertaining the troops _ I _ _ _ _
Won't say which troops
_ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ over there with a USO group including Walter Lippmann and soupy cells I
[D] _ [F#m] _ Played there in a small coffeehouse called the sniper _ and _ this was my most unpopular song _ _ _ _
_ with the
_ [F#] poetic symbolic title of the Marines have landed on the shores of Santo [F#m] Domingo _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
and
The crabs are crazy.
They scuttle back and forth the [E] sand is burning _ _ _
And [D] the fish [B] take flight and scatter from [E] the side their [F#m] courses turning
As _ the seagulls rest on the cold cannon nest the [E] sea is turning
_ _ _ [D] The Marines [F#] have landed on the shore of the [F#m] Santa Domingo _ _ _ _ _ _
The fishermen sweat they're pausing at their nets [E] the days of Arnett
_ _ [D] As the [B] warships sway [D] and [B] thunder in the [F#m] bailout in the morning
But _ the boy on the shore is throwing pebbles no more he [E] runs a warning _
That [D] the Marines have landed on the shores [B] of Santa [F#m] _ Domingo _ _ _
_ _ _ The streets are still there's silence in the hills.
[E] The town is sleeping and
[D] The [F#] farmers [D] yawn in the gray [B] silver dawn the [F#m] fields they're keeping _ _
As the first troops land and step into the sand [E] the flags are weeping
_ [F#m] The [B] Marines have landed [F#m] on the shore of [F#m] Santa Domingo
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The unsmiling Sun is shining down upon the [E] singing soldiers
_ _ [F#m] In the cloud [B] dust world [D] they whistle [B] at the girls.
They're [F#m] getting bolder
_ _ _ _ _ Ah the old woman sigh think of memories gone by [B] they shrug their shoulder
[E] _ [D] The [F#] Marines have landed on the shore [F#m] of Santa Domingo _
_ _ _ _ [C#] Ready for the tricks [F#m] their bayonets are fixed [E] now.
They are
Rolling _ [D] and the [F#] tanks make tracks [D] past the [Em] trembling sacks [F#m] where fears unfolded _ _ _
_ _ [C#] All the young wives afraid turn their backs to [F#m] the parade with [E] babes, they're holding
The [B] Marines have [F#m] landed on the [B] shores of Santa [F#m] Domingo _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Bullet cracks sound the army hits the ground the [E] snipers calling
_ [D] So they [B] open up their guns a thousand to one no [F#m] sense in stalling _ _
_ _ He clutches at his head and totters on the edge look [E] now he's falling _
The [B] Marines have [F#m] landed on the [B] shores of [F#m] Santa Domingo _ _ _ _ _ _
_ In the red Plaza Square the crowds come to stare the [E] heat is leaning _
[D] And the [B] eyes of the [D] dead are [B] turning every head to the [F#m] widow screaming _ _ _ _
But the soldiers make a bit given candy to the kids [E] their teeth are gleaming
[D] The Marines [F#] have landed on the [B] shore of [F#m] Santa Domingo
_ _ _ _ _ _ Up and down the coast the generals drink a toast [E] the wheel is spinning
_ _ And the [B] cowards and the [D] whores are [B] peeking through the doors [F#m] to see who's winning
_ _ _ But the traitors will pretend that it's a getting near the end [B] when it's beginning _
_ The Marines have landed [D] on the shore of [F#m] Santa Domingo _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ And the crabs are crazy.
They scuttle back and forth the [E] sand is burning _ _ _
[D] And the fish [B] take flight and scatter from [F#] the side their [F#m] cars is turning _ _ _
_ As the seagulls rest on the cold cannon nest [B] the sea is turning _ _
[D] The [Em] Marines have [F#m] landed on the [F#] shore of [F#m] Santa Domingo _ _ _ _ _
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