Get On Back Home
 

Posted Thursday, October 6, 2005

I don't know why I left
But I must've done wrong
And it won't be long
'Till I get on back home
Got a letter in the mail
Go to war or go to jail

Sat me in that barber's chair
Spun me around, I had no hair

Used to drive a Cadillac
Now I pack it on my back

Used to drive a limousine
Now I'm wearing Army green

Dress it right and cover down
Forty inches all around

Nine to the front and six to the rear
That's the way we do it here

Used to date a beauty queen
Now I date my M-16

Ain't no use in lookin' down
Ain't no discharge on the ground

Ain't no use in going back
Jody's got your Cadillac

Ain't no use in calling home
Jody's got your girl and gone

Ain't no use in feeling blue
Jody's got your sister too

Took away my faded jeans
Now I'm wearing Army greens

They took away my gin and rum
Now I'm up before the sun

Mama Mama can't you see
What this Army's done for me

Mama Mama can't you see
This Army life is killing me