Sadr City

Honey, don't tell the boys that I'm talking like this
'Cause I can't have em thinking I'm scared
The truth is I ain't afraid of nothing no more
I'm tired and I just don't care
How many tours is too many tours?
My baby she'd like to know
Always nagging at the back of my mind is that Jody's there when I go
Never let them send me back to Sadr City
Never let them send me back
Some shit went down, down in Sadr City
Some shit went down in Iraq

I ain't going back
Well I was there in '04 when it first got hot
and Mahdi's local fighters emerged
Earned a purple heart via 762 and a second later during the surge
Didn't know nothing back then didn't care
It was get it on and kick us some ass
Couldn't tell a Sunni from a Shi'a from the Kurds
But they educated me pretty fast
Never let them send me back to Sadr City
Never let them send me back
Some shit went down, down in Sadr City
Some shit went down in Iraq

I ain't going back
Well it was pretty touch and go from the very first night
Fiercest action I'd ever seen
Ambush come and we had to dismount
Get busy fighting out in the street

Well all hell broke loose, under fire from the rooftops
Haji launching RPGs
Fighting running battles with militias in the alleys
Dragging on and on week after week
Taking hits at fifty meters from the Shrine nearby
But they wouldn't let us light up a Mosque
Then our tanks rolled in, real hard real heavy
But they couldn't help the guys that we'd lost
Well I don't know if it matters to the folks back home
But they say they're all supporting the troops
There's no time anyway to be dwelling on that
Out here thinking's only for fools
And as long as there's no lack of young man willing
To ride to the sound of the guns
I'll be waking up dreaming of the Mahdi Army
And of both sides losing their sons

They ain't a gonna send me back to Sadr City
They ain't a gonna send me back
My orders came through and babe it isn't pretty
It's Afghanistan instead of Iraq
They're sending me back