Tom Bradley was my best friend we used to live next door
We both joined the army reserve not thinking we’d ever go to war
The Cold War was now over
We could use the extra dough
Tom’s Cora was expecting her third boy in a row
Hold on Tom you must be strong
I’ve called for help now
It won’t be long
Hold my hand and together we’ll pray
That we’ll make it out some day
Our fathers were war heroes; Tom’s died over there
We always played being soldiers and now we’re here
Stuck out in the desert, our HumVee on its side
Someone firing at us…
Hey, don’t they know we’re the good guys?
Hold on Tom you must be strong
I’ve called for help now
It won’t be long
Hold my hand and together we’ll pray
That we’ll make it out some day
This is not what we expected
We seem so out of place
We’ve made such a mess here
It’s a wonder they can stand our face
We killed a little girl yesterday
About the age of our Jenny dear
She wouldn’t stop when we hollered
Why don’t they teach them English here?
Hold on Tom you must be strong
I’ve called for help now
It won’t be long
Hold my hand and together we’ll pray
That we’ll make it out some day
Tom, I hear a chopper
There’s a doctor on the way
They’ll get you to a hospital and fixed up in less than a day
Tom, can you hear me?
Please just nod your head
How many times have I told you
That we won’t leave here dead…
We both joined the army reserve not thinking we’d ever go to war
The Cold War was now over
We could use the extra dough
Tom’s Cora was expecting her third boy in a row
Hold on Tom you must be strong
I’ve called for help now
It won’t be long
Hold my hand and together we’ll pray
That we’ll make it out some day
Our fathers were war heroes; Tom’s died over there
We always played being soldiers and now we’re here
Stuck out in the desert, our HumVee on its side
Someone firing at us…
Hey, don’t they know we’re the good guys?
Hold on Tom you must be strong
I’ve called for help now
It won’t be long
Hold my hand and together we’ll pray
That we’ll make it out some day
This is not what we expected
We seem so out of place
We’ve made such a mess here
It’s a wonder they can stand our face
We killed a little girl yesterday
About the age of our Jenny dear
She wouldn’t stop when we hollered
Why don’t they teach them English here?
Hold on Tom you must be strong
I’ve called for help now
It won’t be long
Hold my hand and together we’ll pray
That we’ll make it out some day
Tom, I hear a chopper
There’s a doctor on the way
They’ll get you to a hospital and fixed up in less than a day
Tom, can you hear me?
Please just nod your head
How many times have I told you
That we won’t leave here dead…
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