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Walking Wounded
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The plight of one homeless veteran
Acoustic - Acoustic General
Previous peak charts position #330
Previous peak charts position in subgenre #85
Lyrics Beth Williams/music & Vocal Steve Biederman
2008
May 02, 2009
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MP3 3.2 MB  •  128 kbps  •  3:31
Lyrics
His gear’s a bag of empty cans And grime his brand of cammo He greets a stranger’s outstretched hand With spit, his secret ammo Still on patrol, he lurks along The concrete jungle street A casualty of plans gone wrong And Welcome Home deceit Chorus: He’d served his country He’d done his time But while he was out there some deemed it a crime No jury of peers But sentenced to life No family to miss him, then dumped by his wife This turn of tide was his reward Wrapped up in strings of sadness But feelings he could ill-afford So draped himself in madness Chorus2: He’d served his country He’d done his time But while he was out there some deemed it a crime No jury of peers But sentenced to life No family to miss him, then dumped by his wife Bridge: Being all that he could be was patriotic bait He took it and unknowingly sabotaged his fate At least he had learned Some tricks to survive To find hidden treasures to keep him alive Would like to forget Some things from before Like dreams of returning a hero from war. Tag: He came and went, a bet unplaced Going, going, gone, erased
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