There's no airport bar in Kandahar where the C-130s land
It was hot as hell and in that concrete shell with the Taliban took a last stand
I was staring at the screen of the Coke machine with a weariness deep in my
Bones waiting out there for a bird to take me home
Onto the scene came a big Marine and sat down next to me
He said “the name is Roy and I'm here deployed with the Delta Company
We had just got back from Northern Iraq when the General got on the phone
Now I've got two weeks leave up my sleeve and I'm waiting for the bird back home
Well I fought this year from Kush Kadeer down to Kandahar
Lotta fighting patrols but as far a I know I ain't been killed so far
Gotta trust in fate but I step out of the gate with my M4 clean and honed
Man so much fun who the hell would want to go home
Us boys go strange living downrange no women there to keep you to tame
You shit in a bag gotta read your dog tag to remember your own first name
And sharing a tent with 15 men means you never have to feel alone
Man so many friends who the hell would want to go home
But when the rounds come in and the 50 CALs spin and your bowels move with the fear
You learn to depend on those new best friends cause your mother cannot help you here
And if you come to harm its those brothers arms who gonna pack your toothbrush and comb
Into the box, with your ipod and sox when they send your busted body back home
I got a pissed off wife but I guess that's life for a Taliban fighting men
She's got her hands full putting kids through school god I do my best to understand
But when she gets on the phone saying how’s it goin’ man I don’t wanna get her stressed
And how to explain that the two-way range can put a boy a little on edge
Home on leave brings some reprieve but the couple weeks can leave you cold
Get a new tattoo, jetlagged and confused not to mention my six year old
Who knows his dad from a photograph and a voice on the end of the phone
Saying ‘pretty soon son your daddy’ll be coming on home’
Still this ain't no blues it's the life that I choose of a Taliban fighting man
Some days it's a joy being out here with the boys hanging with my brotherly band
I do my best and I don't forget it was them that threw the first stone
Man so much fun who the hell would want to go home
Then his flight got called and he stood up tall and said I had best be on my way
I said good luck because I know it can suck being home for only 14 days
There’s war and peace but the war don't cease when you're back in the domestic zone
So much fun who the hell would want to go home
So much fun who the hell would want to go home
It was hot as hell and in that concrete shell with the Taliban took a last stand
I was staring at the screen of the Coke machine with a weariness deep in my
Bones waiting out there for a bird to take me home
Onto the scene came a big Marine and sat down next to me
He said “the name is Roy and I'm here deployed with the Delta Company
We had just got back from Northern Iraq when the General got on the phone
Now I've got two weeks leave up my sleeve and I'm waiting for the bird back home
Well I fought this year from Kush Kadeer down to Kandahar
Lotta fighting patrols but as far a I know I ain't been killed so far
Gotta trust in fate but I step out of the gate with my M4 clean and honed
Man so much fun who the hell would want to go home
Us boys go strange living downrange no women there to keep you to tame
You shit in a bag gotta read your dog tag to remember your own first name
And sharing a tent with 15 men means you never have to feel alone
Man so many friends who the hell would want to go home
But when the rounds come in and the 50 CALs spin and your bowels move with the fear
You learn to depend on those new best friends cause your mother cannot help you here
And if you come to harm its those brothers arms who gonna pack your toothbrush and comb
Into the box, with your ipod and sox when they send your busted body back home
I got a pissed off wife but I guess that's life for a Taliban fighting men
She's got her hands full putting kids through school god I do my best to understand
But when she gets on the phone saying how’s it goin’ man I don’t wanna get her stressed
And how to explain that the two-way range can put a boy a little on edge
Home on leave brings some reprieve but the couple weeks can leave you cold
Get a new tattoo, jetlagged and confused not to mention my six year old
Who knows his dad from a photograph and a voice on the end of the phone
Saying ‘pretty soon son your daddy’ll be coming on home’
Still this ain't no blues it's the life that I choose of a Taliban fighting man
Some days it's a joy being out here with the boys hanging with my brotherly band
I do my best and I don't forget it was them that threw the first stone
Man so much fun who the hell would want to go home
Then his flight got called and he stood up tall and said I had best be on my way
I said good luck because I know it can suck being home for only 14 days
There’s war and peace but the war don't cease when you're back in the domestic zone
So much fun who the hell would want to go home
So much fun who the hell would want to go home
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