| If
you hold down the battery
Planes diving overhead
Troops are dying in the trenches
In the eyes of the young boys
It's a war we won't win
Ears ringing from the blasting
All my letters unreadable
Any hope unbelievable
But I'm a good soldier
I'll never complain
Ah, my heart
Dreams are over long before they start
I love a stateside boy who looks like you
and I don't know what I'd do
if he didn't make it through
Red, Black and Blue |
And if you click on the Superbowl
Everybody's having a grand ol' time
There's these parents on the fifty-yard line
They don't seem that happy to me
Looks like fire up ahead of us
Locals walking by a burned-out bus
Eyes devoid of any trust
It ain't no simple thing-to live this way
Ah, my heart
Dreams are over long before they start
I love a hometown boy who looks like you
and I don't know what I'd do if he didn't make it through
Red, Black and Blue
Guitar: John
Custer
©2009
Stellium Music |
