Chords with lyrics
Capo 1
Intro: 
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verse 1
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People starin' at me as they wheel me down the ramp toward my plane
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The war is over for me, I've forgotten everything except the pain
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"Thank you sir and yes sir, it was worth it for the old red white and blue
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Since I won't be walkin', I suppose I'll save some money buyin' shoes"
verse 2:
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The bottle hidden underneath the blanket over my two battered legs
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I can see the stewardess makin' over me and askin me "were you afraid?"
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I say "why no I'm Superman, couldn't find the phone booth quite in time"
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A majorA G.I. gets a lot of laughs if he remembers all the funny lines
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Mama bake a pie, Daddy kill a chicken
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Your son is comin' home eleven thirty-five Wednesday night
verse 3:
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Mama will be cryin', daddy's gonna say "Son, they treat you good?"
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My uncle will be drunk and he'll say "Boy they do some real great things with wood"
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The letter that she wrote me said goodbye, she couldn't wait and lots of luck
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The bottle underneath the blanket feels just like an old friend to my touch
verse 4:
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And I know she'll come and see me, but I bet she never once looks at my legs
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She'll just talk about the weather and the dress she wore, the July 4th parade
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Lord I love her so much that I don't think I can drink her off my mind
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And I can see it in the paper where they're sayin' that the war's a waste of time
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Mama bake a pie, Daddy kill a chicken
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Your son is comin' home eleven thirty-five Wednesday night
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Your son is comin' home eleven thirty-five Wednesday night
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Your son is coming home eleven thirty-five Wednesday night
