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Mama Bake A Pie, Daddy Kill A Chicken
George Kent
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People staring at me as they wheel me down the ramp toward my plane
The war is over for me, I've forgotten everything except the pain
Thank you sir and yes sir it was worth
It for the old red, white and blue
And since I won't be walking I suppose
I'll save some money buying shoes
The bottle hidden underneath the blanket over my two battered legs
I can see the stewardess make over me and ask, "Were you afraid?"
I'll say, "Why no, I'm Superman and
Couldn't find a phone booth quite in time"
A GI gets a lot of laughs and he remembers all the funny lines
Mama bake a pie
Daddy kill a chicken
Your son is coming home
Eleven thirty-five Wednesday night
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Mama will be crying, daddy's gonna
Say, "Son, did they treat you good?"
My uncle will be drunk and he'll say, "Boy
They do some real great things with wood"
The letter that she wrote me said goodbye
She couldn't wait and lots of luck
The bottle underneath the blanket feels
Just like an old friend to my touch
I know she'll come and see me but I
Bet she never once looks at my legs
She'll talk about the weather and the
Dress she wore to the July Fourth parade
Lord, I love her and I don't believe
This bottle's gonna get her off my mind
I see here in the paper where they say the war is just a waste of time
Mama bake a pie
Daddy kill a chicken
Your son is coming home
Eleven thirty-five Wednesday night
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