COLD, COLD CHRISTMAS:
A Soldier's Story
So close in here I can barely breathe
The dirt and the sand are making me wheeze
It's ninety-seven and its not even half past eight
Just when I think it couldn't get any hotter
I start to melt when I take out your letter
And read the words you wrote over again today
Still its gonna be a cold, cold Christmas
With my love in Texas
And my home so far away
Its gonna be a cold, cold Christmas
With my love in Texas
And my heart in the USA
Metal and mesh all over the base
Can't cover my heart when it's in two places
But God knows they're trying their best to keep us safe
A pill for the water, a mask for the gasses
Here we go again with the night vision glasses
But all I see is the sweat running down my face
Still its gonna be a cold, cold Christmas
With my love in Texas
And my home so far away
Its gonna be a cold, cold Christmas
With my love in Texas
And my heart in the USA
Some say what we're doing is right
Some say let 'em fight their own fight
I just pray I make it through the night
To a cold, cold Christmas
With my kids in Texas
And my home eight thousand miles away
Its gonna be a cold, cold Christmas
With my love in Texas
And my heart in the USA
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