Song Description
Soldier longing for girl he only met once.
Song Length |
3:34 |
Genre |
Country - Alternative |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Lyrics
She waitresses at Hooters down in Pensacola Beach
And I still smell her Coppertone where she brushed my green fatigues
She asked when I was shippin' out.. by mornin' I'd be gone
Her fingers gently squeezed my hand.. she said, "boy, just come back home"
Now she lies in her old beach chair..
Umbrella drink and sun bleached hair...
So please, Captain write this down for me
Tell her I'll be home on leave
Wanna start a family..
With Maria By The Sea
My first day out.. there's mortar shells.. our Humvee's torn in two
My buddy's barely hangin' on and I can't see my boots...
The medic says, "try not to talk" as the Chaplain holds my hand
Then someone says, "he might not walk".. God, things are getting dim
Chorus
Bridge:
I guess I need to know the truth..
Do you think I'm gonna make it through?
You see, I've never really been in love before..
Chorus
God, I hope she dreams of me
And her eyes are emerald green
If I wake up..
Let me be..
With Maria By The Sea
Captain write this down for me
Tell her I'll be home on leave
There'll be toddlers..
Maybe three..
With Maria By The Sea
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