A Soldier's Memoir

Been home about six months now and I still have my doubts
Well I'm not sure how I got here or how I'm gonna get out
Well my mama says I look the same as I did before I left
But if she could see inside of me, it would scare her to death
I can still taste the powder from the barrel of my gun
And I can hear my sergeant screaming "run soldier run"
And I can feel the backpack on my shoulders, God it weighed a ton
And I see death in every single thought
Well they taught me how to put that uniform on, I just can't get it off
Last Saturday, they honored us in a small parade downtown
And when they shot of those fireworks, I nearly hit the ground
And while they smiled and cheered for us, all I could do was stare
'Cause part of me is here at home but part of me's back there
I can still taste the powder from the barrel of my gun
And I can hear my sergeant screaming "run soldier run"
And I can feel the backpack on my shoulders, God it weighed a ton
And I see death in every single thought
Well they taught me how to put that uniform on, I just can't get it off
Yeah there's no end in sight
'Cause even though I'm home now
I'm still fighting for my life
I can still taste the powder from the barrel of my gun
And I can hear my sergeant screaming "run soldier run"
And I can feel the backpack on my shoulders, God it weighed a ton
And I see death in every single thought
Well they taught me how to put that uniform on, I just can't get it off
Well the devils won some battles and he may win some more
But don't he know, the American soldier will always win the war