Love Is A Never Ending War (D. Blackwell)



Well I dozed off in the back of the bus

to the groan of the Greyhounds throttle

and I woke to crack of a paper sack

and a cork poppin' from a bottle

I tell you son the old man said

it was hell in world war two

as he rolled up his pant leg

I saw the wood that filled his shoe

the younger man who followed him in opened up his vest

showed the older soldier where he caught one in the chest

both of them had purple hearts for the hell that they've been through

well I don't have no purple heart mine's just black and blue



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Oh love is a never ending war

march me into action

and we'll train for what's in store

you win some and you lose some

but I believe in what i'm fightin' for

oh love is a never ending war



They where half-way through that bottle

and they where gettin' high

I never fought in those two wars

but Lord my throat was dry

so I showed them scars and stitches

inflicted by Maria

but I didn't think that would give me a drink

so I blamed it on Korea

I parted my hair and I showed them where

I got shrapnel from a grenade

I just couldn't tell it was where Annabelle

put a glas of lemonade

how that I've been tortured by the blade of a bajonet

and I never forget that hot August night

and the fingernails of Jeanet



Chorus



As I neared my destination I saw tears well in their eyes

partly from the drinkin' but mostly from my lies

and they stood up to salute me

as I stepped down from the bus

and out of the open window they yelled

give her hell for us



Chorus