He grew up in a house of fire and brimstone
All hell and damnation from preachers on the radio
When war broke out and young men were asked to volunteer
He couldn’t wait to pack his bag and go
I wish, I could have peeled back the layers
The hard, tough surface pulled aside
Seen the young boy running wild and free
With a future, still undefined
I wish, I could have peeled back the layers
Found the gentle heart far below
But the man I saw was made to be hard and strong
It was the only side I ever saw him show
The war left him scarred and gave him nightmares
He was the only member of his crew to make it home alive
When you look death in the eye you don’t forget his face
He kept running like those demons were right behind (chorus)
He grew restless with his wife, impatient with his family
They wouldn’t heed his orders, so he spent more time away
He came home to find his troops had all deserted him
Now the TV keeps him company all day
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