Not so long ago in Oklahoma The son of an Okie preacher knelt to pray He said Lord I wanna be a Christian soldier just like you And fight to build a new and better day.
Now many years and miles from Oklahoma That same young Okie boy still kneels to pray But he don't pray to be a Christian soldier anymore He just prays to make it through another day.
'Cause Lord it's hard to be a Christian soldier when you tote a gun It hurts to have to watch a grown man cry But we're playin' cards and writin' home and havin' lots of fun Telling jokes and learning how to die.
Things I'm seeing now seem so confusin' Lord it's gettin' hard to tell what's wrong from right I can't separate the winners from the losers anymore So I'm thinking bout just giving up the fight.
'Cause Lord it's hard to be a Christian soldier when you tote a gun It hurts to have to watch a grown man cry But we're playin' cards and writin' home and havin' lots of fun Telling jokes and learning how to die...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
