Fighting machine

 
       
 
Jun 09, 2018, 10:02 AM

Fighting machine

Verse
I joined the armed forces;
A base by Killeen.
It was at Fort Hood
He first yelled at me.
The mean mother @#$#er
With stripes on his sleeve.
Pre-chorus
He was tall lean and mean
Had three stripes on his sleeve.
Chorus
He was tough as leather
Dried in the sun.
He was part bayonet,
Part Tommy gun.
He was six feet of muscle
Born to be mean.
Sarge was one hellava
Fighting machine.
Verse
He pushed and he prodded
To see who would break.
He made men out of boys.
Chewed ### for mistakes.
He knew if he failed us
We’d most likely die.
I thought he hated me.
Kept a watchful eye.
Pre-chorus
He was tall lean and mean
Had three stripes on his sleeve.
Chorus
He was tough as leather
Dried in the sun.
He was part bayonet,
Part Tommy gun.
He was six feet of muscle
Born to be mean.
Sarge was one hellava
Fighting machine.
Verse
He led us into battle.
We lost a few guys.
If it wasn’t for him.
We all might have died.
Stuck his thumb in my wound
To stop the blood flow.
Said hold on you damn fool.
It’s not time to go.
Bridge
Was one mean SOB
But he was there for me.
I owe my life to the man
With three stripes on his sleeve.
Pre-chorus
He was tall lean and mean
Had three stripes on his sleeve.
Chorus
He was tough as leather
Dried in the sun.
He was part bayonet,
Part Tommy gun.
He was six feet of muscle
Born to be mean.
Sarge was one hellava
Fighting machine.

 
     
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