Been home about six months now But I still have my doubts Well I'm not sure how I got here Or how I'm gonna get out My mama says I look the same As I did before I left But if she could see inside of me It would scare her to death I can still taste the powder From the barrel of my gun I can hear my sergeant screaming "Run, soldier, run" I can feel the backpack on my shoulders God it weighed a ton And I see death in every single thought They taught me how to put that uniform on I just can't get it off Last Saturday they honored us In a small parade downtown And when they shot off those fireworks I nearly hit the ground And while they smiled and cheered for us All I could do was stare Cause part of me is here at home And part of me is back there I can still taste the powder From the barrel of my gun I can hear my sergeant screaming "Run, soldier, run" I can feel the backpack on my shoulders God it weighed a ton And I see death in every single thought They taught me how to put that uniform on I just can't get it off Yeah there's no end in sight ‘Cause even though I'm home now I'm still fighting for my life I can still taste the powder From the barrel of my gun I can hear my sergeant screaming "Run, soldier, run" I can feel the backpack on my shoulders God it weighed a ton And I see death in every single thought They taught me how to put that uniform on I just can't get it off Well the devil's won some battles And he may win some more But don't he know the American soldier Will always win the war
