Jonathan Michael Fleming - Draft (Military Cadence)

Young man on the road to the army
Got this letter sayin' we at war
Pack your things, the news is alarming
We gon' kill some Viet Cong
(one, two, three, boom!)
Don't wanna be here anymore
Too many bodies on the floor
(Watch them drop!)
Don't wanna do this anymore
(Get me home!)
The days are long, our lives are short
Watch your buddy bleed out in front of you
And tell me it don't mess with your head
I came here to fight for freedom
I think I may leave here dead
(one, two, three, boom!)
Don't wanna be here anymore
Too many bodies on the floor
(Watch them drop!)
Don't wanna do this anymore
(Get me home!)
The days are long, our lives are short
Don't wanna be here anymore
Too many bodies on the floor
Don't wanna do this anymore
The days are long, our lives are short

Written by:
Jonathan Fleming

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