The Reservist

The Reservist

Well its out of your hands now, boy
And I know its more than you bargained for, my son
Why’s your head down, Get your chin up
You’ll be back in no time, I know that this sucks, but

Its out of your hands now, boy
And I know its more than you bargained for, my son
Why’s your head down, get your chin up
You’ll be back in no time, I know that this sucks, Johnny
Come back to me, my boy
Hey, hey

And write your mother when you can now, boy
Cause she lives and dies by the pen and not the sword
Send I love yous, say I’m alright
Give your mother some hope, then get back to the fight
Write your mother when you can now, boy
Cause she lives and dies by the pen and not the sword
Send I love yous, say I’m alright
Give your mother some hope, then get back to the fight, Johnny
Come back to me, my boy
Hey, hey

RPG’s and IED’s M-16’s and big Humvees
Some don’t care if you live or die
Some are consumed by legacies
I know you lost Big Tom and Duane
And the second tour is a long, long road
I lay awake and wonder if it’d be the same
If the President’s son had to carry the load
Had to carry the load, that heavy load