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1,2,3,4I hold the cold steel of my rifle as |
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I dream of foreign lands,and |
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I promise myself |
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I will cherish every moment |
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I can,but there's ghosts that follow me around everywhere |
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I am.When i say 'goodbye' |
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I try to be strong.now |
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I'm going back to the |
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U.S. where |
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I belong.I am never alone, the war seems to follow me home.no longer an active soldier when i walk down the street.now |
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I'm shaking hands with everyone that |
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I meet.And |
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I watch everyone and |
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I'm wondering what they see. |
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Civilian ways are now what's foreign to me, |
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I came off a long time |
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I left this place in two oh oh three.may we never forget the sacrifices my friends made for me. |
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I live in |
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Marysville right on the county line,and my brother and my mother both visit me all the time,and visions of you are always running right through my mind. |
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We always talked about what we're gonna do when no war is won. |
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We're gonna fix up them old cars and ride them into the sun. |
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When i heard you was no longer with us, man, i was done. |
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Civilian ways are now what's foreign to me, |
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I came off a long time |
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I left this place in two oh oh three. |
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May we never forget the sacrifices my friends made for me. |
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May we never forget the sacrifices my friends made for me. |
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May we never forget the sacrifices my friends made for me. |
