Oh Mother, are you sleeping?
And did you pray for me tonight?
'Cause I'm alone here on this front-line
Hoping I might get back home alive
I see the bullets flying
And I feel the bombs explode
I close my eyes and pull this trigger
And kill these people that I don't even know
Mother, please forgive me
For these things that I have seen and done
I hope I can still get home to heaven
I wish I had a Bible instead of this damn gun
I got sixty pounds upon my back
A machine gun in my hand
All day long, clearin' burned-out shacks
All these things I know I'll never understand
Mother, please forgive me
For these things that I have seen and done
I hope I can still get home to heaven
I wish I had a Bible instead of this damn gun
Oh I wish I had a Bible instead of this damn gun
Oh I wish that I could tell you
That I was safe away from harm
But every time I close my eyes
Mama, I wish you could hold me in your arms
Mother, please forgive me
For these things that I have seen and done
I hope I can still get home to heaven
I wish I had a Bible instead of this damn gun
Mother, please forgive me
For these things that I have seen and done
I hope I can still get home to heaven
I wish I had a Bible instead of this damn gun
Oh I wish I had a Bible instead of this damn gun
