Just carry this gun and
you’ll even get paid.
I said,
That sounds pretty good.

Black leather boots
Spit-shined so bright
They cut off my hair
but it looked alright

We marched and we sang
We all became friends
As we learned how to fight

A hero of war
Yeah thats what I’ll be
And when I come home
They’ll be damn proud of me

I’ll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because its the flag that I love
And the flag that I trust

I kicked in the door
I yelled my commands
The children, they cried
But I got my man

We took him away
A bag over his face
From his family and his friends

They took off his clothes
They pissed in his hands
I told them to stop
But then I joined in

We beat him with guns
And batons not just once
But again and again

A hero of war
Yeah thats what I’ll be
And when I come home
They’ll be damn proud of me

I’ll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because its the flag that I love
And the flag that I trust

She walked through bullets and haze
I asked her to stop
I begged her to stay
But she pressed on
So I lifted my gun
And I fired away

The shells jumped through the smoke
And into the sand
That the blood now had soaked

She collapsed
with a flag in her hand
A flag white as snow

A hero of war
Is that what the see
Just medals and scars
So damn proud of me

And I brought home that flag
Now it gathers dust
But its the flag that I love
Its the only flag I had trust

He said, Son
have you seen the world?