| Song | Iraq |
| Artist | Mary Gauthier |
| Album | Rifles and Rosary Beads |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Mary Gauthier/Brandy Davidson |
| [00:03.77] | I was an Army mechanic |
| [00:09.31] | I worked with the men |
| [00:14.36] | I worked on my back |
| [00:19.37] | I tried to fit in |
| [00:24.15] | Torque wrenches and ratchets |
| [00:29.19] | Multi-meters and scales |
| [00:34.69] | Grease on my face |
| [00:37.19] | Grease on my hands |
| [00:39.24] | Grease under my nails |
| [00:43.40] | |
| [00:44.63] | And it was so hard to see 'til it attacked |
| [00:55.11] | My enemy wasn't Iraq |
| [01:04.50] | |
| [01:05.12] | Soldiers bartered and traded |
| [01:10.32] | That's the way our world worked |
| [01:15.24] | Trading favors for favors |
| [01:20.79] | The sand and the dirt |
| [01:25.59] | What I wouldn't give them |
| [01:31.18] | They'd try to take |
| [01:36.24] | When I refused them |
| [01:41.41] | They made me pay |
| [01:44.90] | |
| [01:46.14] | And it was so hard to see 'til it attacked |
| [01:56.92] | But my enemy wasn't Iraq |
| [02:04.85] | |
| [02:48.23] | I stood my ground |
| [02:53.90] | I didn't give in |
| [02:58.15] | I drew a line |
| [03:03.15] | Again and again |
| [03:08.13] | When they whistled and whispered |
| [03:13.20] | When the wind kicked up dust |
| [03:18.53] | I looked to the sky |
| [03:21.40] | Asked the Lord why |
| [03:23.22] | And had no one to trust |
| [03:26.55] | |
| [03:28.25] | And it was so hard to see 'til it attacked |
| [03:38.97] | But my enemy wasn't Iraq |
| [03:46.68] | |
| [03:48.88] | A salute and a wink |
| [03:53.93] | A little pat on the back |
| [03:59.51] | My enemy wasn't Iraq |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Mary Gauthier Brandy Davidson |
| [00:03.77] | I was an Army mechanic |
| [00:09.31] | I worked with the men |
| [00:14.36] | I worked on my back |
| [00:19.37] | I tried to fit in |
| [00:24.15] | Torque wrenches and ratchets |
| [00:29.19] | Multimeters and scales |
| [00:34.69] | Grease on my face |
| [00:37.19] | Grease on my hands |
| [00:39.24] | Grease under my nails |
| [00:43.40] | |
| [00:44.63] | And it was so hard to see ' til it attacked |
| [00:55.11] | My enemy wasn' t Iraq |
| [01:04.50] | |
| [01:05.12] | Soldiers bartered and traded |
| [01:10.32] | That' s the way our world worked |
| [01:15.24] | Trading favors for favors |
| [01:20.79] | The sand and the dirt |
| [01:25.59] | What I wouldn' t give them |
| [01:31.18] | They' d try to take |
| [01:36.24] | When I refused them |
| [01:41.41] | They made me pay |
| [01:44.90] | |
| [01:46.14] | And it was so hard to see ' til it attacked |
| [01:56.92] | But my enemy wasn' t Iraq |
| [02:04.85] | |
| [02:48.23] | I stood my ground |
| [02:53.90] | I didn' t give in |
| [02:58.15] | I drew a line |
| [03:03.15] | Again and again |
| [03:08.13] | When they whistled and whispered |
| [03:13.20] | When the wind kicked up dust |
| [03:18.53] | I looked to the sky |
| [03:21.40] | Asked the Lord why |
| [03:23.22] | And had no one to trust |
| [03:26.55] | |
| [03:28.25] | And it was so hard to see ' til it attacked |
| [03:38.97] | But my enemy wasn' t Iraq |
| [03:46.68] | |
| [03:48.88] | A salute and a wink |
| [03:53.93] | A little pat on the back |
| [03:59.51] | My enemy wasn' t Iraq |