Soldier's Having Christmas In Iraq
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In the desert far away from home There is sand like you have never known Soldiers sleeping in the dust, it has become a must They lay down their lives for you and I They never ask the question why. Soldiers having Christmas in Iraq Where most of the people do not understand our ways Most believe we do them wrong, On Christmas Eve we American's stay strong Life in Iraq must still go on, Their wives and little children Wish Daddy comes home soon. A feast for a king, Is what we serve on Christmas Day While our soldiers, fight in a hot desert, In the name of freedom, far away. Peace on earth, good will to men, Please Lord let this war soon end, They do not shed a tear They never break down They thank God for keeping their family safe and sound. Soldiers having Christmas in Iraq, With the taste of sand upon their lips They fight for our freedom, Let us hope they can make it stick. I am proud of our soldiers, for they do Only what they believe in I believe in them too. The United States soldiers are having Christmas far away I pray they will be with us, Next year on Christmas Day. Linda Ann Henry Do you remember me The people's poet |
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artist C. E. Barre
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