Gee Ma, I Wanna Go Home

Gee, Ma, I wanna go
 But they won't let me go
 Gee, Ma, I wanna go home
 Oh, the soldiers in the army, we know they're mighty fine
 And the Navy, Air Force and Marines keep us all in line
 But I don't want no more of this military life
 Gee, Ma, I wanna go
 But they won't let me go
 Gee, Ma, I wanna go home
 Now I know a whole bunch of you are stuck out there somewhere you don't wanna be
 And there ain't no feeling in this world worse than being homesick
 Can I get a ma'am, yes, ma'am on that?
 I figured so
 And I know you know this little song
 It helps you march in time and pass some time
 And I know you know at least a thousand versions of it
 But I wrote a few new verses I thought you might a get a kick out of
 You ain't heard these
 Oh, the vittles in the mess hall, they say they're mighty fine
 But that shite on a shingle? Why, I think I'll give you mine
 Oh, I don't want no more of this military life
 Gee, Ma, I wanna go
 But they won't let me go
 Gee, Ma, I wanna go home
 Oh, I wanna go back home
 Back where civilians roam
 Gee, Ma, I wanna go home
 Well, now, I tried to join the army
 They said my feet were flat
 And since I can not see them
 I'll take their word for that
 Hey, I'm just tryna be funny
 Lord knows we can use a sense of humor this day and time
 And I never will forget the day that the president said
 "My fellow Americans, we're goin' to war with Iraq"
 And I thought, "Now, I know our boys are tough"
 "But at least let's give 'em guns and a tank or two"
 Hey, and did you see where they put the most wanted Iraqis in a deck of cards?
 That's the first time I've ever seen a deck with all jokers
 And did you see where Bin Laden hides in a cave and tells people to be suicide bombers?
 How about practicing what you preach?
 Oh, gee, Ma, I wanna go home
 'Course I ain't done talking yet
 I hardly ever am
 My husband says, me and my mama are a lot alike
 He says, we ain't hard of hearin' just hard of listening
 Speaking of Mama, she just hears what she wants to
 One night, we was watching TV and she said
 "Now that Saddam can't be all bad"
 "I heard 'em say he is a baptist"
 I said, "No, Mama, they said he was a Baathist, that's the name of his party"
 She said, "Now don't try to tell me the baptists don't party"
 I said, " Well gee, Ma, you got a point"
 Hey, what can you say, it's your mama
 Gee, Ma, I wanna go
 But they won't let me go
 Gee, Ma, I wanna go home
 Now, I wrote osme other verses
 Got one here about Saddam
 Oh, the mother of all battles is what Saddam had planned
 Well, he shoulda sent his mother 'cause his troops all turned and ran
 Oh, I don't want no more of this military life
 Gee, Ma, I wanna go
 But they won't let me go
 Gee, Ma, I wanna go home
 We don't need to be letting the brass of so easy
 Oh, the generals in the army don't fight like all the rest
 But you should have seen them fight to pin this medal on my chest
 Yeah, these are my two secret weapons
 Shock and awe
 Sorry, guys
 Gee, Ma, I wanna go home
 Oh, I wanna go back home
 Back where civilians roam
 Where my rules are all my own
 Gee, Ma, I wanna go home
 Home
 Try singing with that guys
 (Come on, guys, let's go home)
 Let's do go home
 And stay there
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 I love the sound of that old church bell
 Church was a big part of my life growing up
 My grandpa was a pentecostal preacher and
 I learned to sing in church
 To me there's nothing more beautiful than those old hymns
 And the voices of family, friends and neighbours singing from the bottom of their hearts
 About grace and peace and love
 And no matter how hard life is
 Or how big our problem gets
 God stands right beside us
 Whispering hope