| People staring at me as they wheel me down the ramp toward my plane
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| The war is over for me, I’ve forgotten everything except the pain
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| Thank you sir, and yes sir, it was worth it for the ol' red, white and blue
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| And since I won’t be walking I suppose I’ll save some money buying shoes
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| The bottle hidden underneath the blanket over my two battered legs
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| I can see the stewardess make over me and ask «Were you afraid?»
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| I’ll say, «Why no I’m Superman, and couldn’t find the phone booth quite in time.
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| A GI gets a lot of laughs if he remembers all the funny lines
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| Mama bake a pie, Daddy kill a chicken
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| Your son is coming home, 11:35 Wednesday night
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| My uncle will be drunk and he’ll say, «Boy, they doing some real great things
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| with wood."*
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| The letter that she wrote me said good-bye, she couldn’t wait and lots of luck
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| The bottle underneath the blanket feels just like an old friend to my touch
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| I know she’ll come and see me but I bet she never once looks at my legs
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| Naw, she’ll talk about the weather and the dress she wore the July 4th parade
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| Lord, I love her and I don’t believe this bottle’s gonna get her off my mind
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| I see here in the paper, where they say the war is just a waste of time
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| (Chorus) |