Boys, I’m Coming Home…
Been years since I’ve been back in town.
Call all the boys, buy me a round.
Set ‘em up and knock ‘em down.
Boys, I’m coming home.
Boys, I’m coming home!
Volunteered for service, when I turned of age.
Best way out of a sleepy town, that would have been a cage.
Basic and a specialty, then my first pay grade.
In for twenty years, to see the world while getting paid.
Exotic destinations, sand in your kit.
Rehydrated rations always take like shit.
Don’t drink the water or the local wine.
Snafus and crazy regs will get you every time.
Tell me your stories of Brothers Under Fire.
Pass round the bottle, the truth will make me a liar!
Remember those distant friends, raise another toast.
Sing until tomorrow, sing until the Last Post!
Building in the ruins…planting better crops.
Driving back the Four Horsemen, so the madness stops!
When will the last generation fight the last war?
Find a peaceful justice, so we study war no more!