Jimmy joined the army 'cause he had no place to go There ain't nobody hirin' here since all the jobs went down to Mexico Reckoned that he'd learn himself a trade may see the world Move to the city someday and marry a black haired girl Somebody, somewhere had another plan Now he's got a rifle in his hand Rollin' into Baghdad wonderin' how he got this far Ah just another poor boy off to fight a rich man's war Bobby had an eagle and a flag tattooed on his arm Red white and blue to the bone when he landed in Kandahar Left behind a pretty young wife and a baby girl A stack of overdue bills and went off to save the world It's been a year now and he's still there Chasin' ghosts in thin dry air Meanwhile back at home, finance company took his car He's just another poor boy off to fight a rich man's war Ah when will we ever learn? When will we ever see? Stand up and take our turn And tellin' ourselves we're free Ali was the second son of a second son Grew up in Gaza throwin' bottles And rocks when the tanks would come Ain't nothin' else to do around Here just a game children play Ah somethin' 'bout livin' in fear All your life makes you hard that way He answered when he got the call Wrapped himself in death and he praised Allah A fat man in a new Mercedes drove him to the door Ah just another poor boy off to fight a rich man's war © BUGHOUSE; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com