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B. CO. 2/135 INF.
INFANTRY, LEAD THE WAY
See What It's Like To Live In A Land That's Really Free
I sit here on guard, so lonely and blue
But remember America, I'm thinking of you.
It's a shame that the people of America can't see
What it's like in a country where you can't be free.
I read in the paper only last night,
That Americans at home are starting to fight.
They kill and they rob, for reasons unknown;
Do I have this to look forward to when I come home?
So you see, America, I can't understand,
Why I'm fighting for freedom in a foreign land.
It's true, there's a purpose for being here,
But what about America: Is there a purpose there?
Yes, America is there, so brilliant and great,
But sometimes I wonder if it isn't all fake.
These people in America that fight and kill,
Should be over here, on this lonely hill.
For if they were here to take part in this fight,
Perhaps they could see what freedom is like.
I came here by choice, all on my own,
And I'm glad that I'm here, for I've learned to love home.
Home isn't Washington, Minnesota or New Jersey,
Home is America, the land that is free.
I hope these Americans will wake up and see,
What it's really like to live
In a land that's free.
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