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 ol' 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
