| I met my enemy today
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| Baby takes the little one out to play
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| Enemy shot two of my buddies down
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| Baby rides the little one on the merry-go-round
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| By my post, I’m standing guard
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| Baby hopes for roses in the front yard
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| I don’t know my enemy’s name
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| Baby takes the little one to a baseball game
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| I am in this God forsaken place
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| While baby wipes the dirt from the little one’s face
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| Ten years old in the killing fields
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| Baby’s planning the weekly meals
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| Bodies in a body ditch
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| Baby’s got supper to fix
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| My brother’s got a hole in his head
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| Baby gets the little one ready for bed
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| Today I shot my enemy
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| Baby gives the little one a hug for me
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| Both my buddy’s legs got blown off
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| Baby tends to the little one’s cough
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| I stare down at the barrel of a gun
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| Baby’s going out to have some fun
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| And I hear ringing in my ear
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| Baby’s face is all wet with tears
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| I can’t look my enemy in the eye
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| Baby tells the little one daddy’s gone bye-bye
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| Today I took a bullet in the heart
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| Now Baby’s gonna have to make a brand new start
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| I met my enemy today
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| Baby sends the little one out to play
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| Enemy shot and took my body down
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| Baby rides the little one on the merry-go-round |