Saturday, February 12, 2022

Toy Soldiers by Sarabeth Taite



He grew up down the hall from me
My room was pink, his was army green
Yeah, I can still see it
Taking up the whole living room floor
With his G.I. Joes and a pillow fort
Only one thing he ever wanted to be

He was born to be a soldier
That was always his American dream
He's got a rifle on his shoulder
And a wife at home he's dying to see
He's a lover and a fighter
And now it ain't just me he's standing up for
When did he become a man?
He was just a boy
But he ain't playing toy soldiers anymore

I'm proud but I'd be lying if I said
Part of me wasn't scared to death
Of losing my bеst friend
I can't stand watching Mom and Dad
Say goodbye and pray that he'll comе back again
We'll all hold our breath 'cause

He was born to be a soldier
That was always his American dream
He's got a rifle on his shoulder
And a wife at home he's dying to see
He's a lover and a fighter
And now it ain't just me he's standing up for
When did he become a man?
He was just a boy
But he ain't playing toy soldiers anymore

He grew up down the hall from me
And in my mind that's where he'll always be

He was born to be a soldier
That was always his American dream
Now there's a rifle on his shoulder
And a wife at home he's dying to see
He's a lover and a fighter
And now it ain't just me he's standing up for
When did he become a man?
To me he's just a boy
But he ain't playing toy soldiers anymore
No, he ain't playing toy soldiers anymore

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