The song is actually played one step down. I play it this way because it's easier this way, but if you want to play along with the recording, you should tune your guitar one step down, or put a capo on the 10th fret. It sounds great nevertheless. Anyway, enjoy it! D G C D Oh I marched to the battle of New Orleans G C D At the end of the early British war G C The young land started growing G The young blood started flowing C Am D But I ain't marchin' anymore For I've killed my share of Indians In a thousand different fights I was there at the Little Big Horn I heard many men lying I saw many more dying But I ain't marchin' anymore C G It's always the old to lead us to the war C Am D It's always the young to fall Now look at all we've won with the sabre and the gun Tell me is it worth at all? For I stole California from the Mexican land Fought in the bloody Civil War Yes I even killed my brother And so many others And I ain't marchin' anymore For I marched to the battles of the German trench In a war that was bound to end all wars Oh I must have killed a million men And now they want me back again But I ain't marchin' anymore (chorus) For I flew the final mission in the Japanese sky Set off the mighty mushroom roar When I saw the cities burning I knew that I was learning That I ain't marchin' anymore Now the labor leader's screamin' when they close the missile plants, United Fruit screams at the Cuban shore, Call it "Peace" or call it "Treason," Call it "Love" or call it "Reason," But I ain't marchin' any more.