| Your soldier is finally coming home,
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| To you and the kids, the life Ive missed
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| To no more nights alone, no more
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| To my little boys last baseball game
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| To my baby girls first school day
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| I swear Ill never miss church
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| As long as I live!
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| Baby I know its late,
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| Please pick up the phone,
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| You soldier is finally coming home!
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| I hope and pray when you got lonely,
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| You thought of me and you got proud,
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| I cant believe a years gone by
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| And all Ive done is fight!
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| Oh, I cant wait to come back home and
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| Put away my gun,
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| Do nothin but love
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| Start again, if we can, where it was
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| Your soldier is finally coming home,
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| To you and the kids, the life Ive missed
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| To no more nights alone
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| (To no more nights alone)
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| To my little boys wearin Daddy pants
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| My first father-daughte dance
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| Im tired and I didnt hear all that
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| I can do
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| Baby I know its late
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| Please pick up the phone
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| Your soldiers finally comin home
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| Ive seen tears I wish I never saw,
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| Held myself together at times, by a string
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| And a straw
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| Howd ya make it with so much to do |
| With us so far apart
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| And you could feel my heart break every
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| Night without you in my arms
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| I dont want that no more
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| No more, no more baby!
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| Your soldier is finally coming home,
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| To you and the kids, the life Ive missed
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| To no more nights alone
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| To wrestlin round with my little boys
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| Singin a lullaby with my baby girl
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| Im all packed up and I pary
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| You still need me
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| Baby I know its late
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| Please pick up the phone
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| Your soldiers finally comin home |