The river gleams at night, stars shiver and sigh
A tracer rips the ceiling out of the sky
Johnnie is hurt, his blood soakin’ the dirt
Hey Medic man, don’t let my only friend die
‘Cause we’ve been through good and bad
From Ramadi to Baghdad
Johnnie had my back like it was his own
In the heat and the dust, the sweat and the rust
Nothin’ was ever gonna stop the both of us goin’ home
So hoist up the Stars and Stripes, gonna break out tonight
Johnnie, hold on, man, whatever you do don’t let go
Hey, President Bush, what are you doin’ to us
We’ve been through hell, man, it’s time we went home
The captain he yelled out, “sniper in that house”
Then the RPG blew him to blue blazes
Johnnie, hold on, chopper be here at dawn
Just one more hour, babe, then you and me goin’ home
The Hummer took the bend at forty plus and then
The IED cut the door and the driver to pieces
Nothin’ to do but squeeze a picture of you
And pray to god you’re still waitin’ when I get home
So hoist up the Stars and Stripes, gonna break out tonight
Johnnie, hold on, man, whatever you do don’t let go
Hey, President Bush, what are you doin’ to us
Johnnie on fire, man, that kid just wanta go home
The stars have disappeared, I can smell the fear
I’ll hear those AK-47s forever
Johnnie don’t cry, we’re gonna make it home I swear it, guy,
Just gotta hold on, man, the sun soon be dawnin’
The corporal he got hit, fell into a ditch
Hold his head up, man, don’t let him sink under
Then a thunderin’ breeze split the skeleton trees
Sweet hum of that chopper, last sound I remember
So hoist up the Stars and Stripes, gonna break out tonight
Johnnie, hold on, man, whatever you do don’t let go
Hey President Bush, looks like you missed the bus
Johnnie’s in heaven, man, better take that kid home
A tracer rips the ceiling out of the sky
Johnnie is hurt, his blood soakin’ the dirt
Hey Medic man, don’t let my only friend die
‘Cause we’ve been through good and bad
From Ramadi to Baghdad
Johnnie had my back like it was his own
In the heat and the dust, the sweat and the rust
Nothin’ was ever gonna stop the both of us goin’ home
So hoist up the Stars and Stripes, gonna break out tonight
Johnnie, hold on, man, whatever you do don’t let go
Hey, President Bush, what are you doin’ to us
We’ve been through hell, man, it’s time we went home
The captain he yelled out, “sniper in that house”
Then the RPG blew him to blue blazes
Johnnie, hold on, chopper be here at dawn
Just one more hour, babe, then you and me goin’ home
The Hummer took the bend at forty plus and then
The IED cut the door and the driver to pieces
Nothin’ to do but squeeze a picture of you
And pray to god you’re still waitin’ when I get home
So hoist up the Stars and Stripes, gonna break out tonight
Johnnie, hold on, man, whatever you do don’t let go
Hey, President Bush, what are you doin’ to us
Johnnie on fire, man, that kid just wanta go home
The stars have disappeared, I can smell the fear
I’ll hear those AK-47s forever
Johnnie don’t cry, we’re gonna make it home I swear it, guy,
Just gotta hold on, man, the sun soon be dawnin’
The corporal he got hit, fell into a ditch
Hold his head up, man, don’t let him sink under
Then a thunderin’ breeze split the skeleton trees
Sweet hum of that chopper, last sound I remember
So hoist up the Stars and Stripes, gonna break out tonight
Johnnie, hold on, man, whatever you do don’t let go
Hey President Bush, looks like you missed the bus
Johnnie’s in heaven, man, better take that kid home
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