There’s a drawer, In a dresser, That I ain’t opened in years Filled with pictures, filled with memories, That fill my eyes with tears And there’s a case, that holds a flag, There’s a uniform and dog tags All I’ve got left of, the man, who didn’t come back from Afghanistan Take me back before the war, before the bullets Before the finger found the trigger and pulled it Before my world exploded Take me back to that summer 2003 On the tailgate sittin’ just Daddy and me Before my heart was broken Before that flag was folded His heart was home, but not his mind, The hell he’d seen was with him all the time So much hurt, hidden in his eyes, I tried to hide the pain in mind He’d just come back, going back again, Said he couldn’t just leave his men They’re just boys, but then so was I, Never dreamed that man would die Take me back before the war, before the bullets Before the finger found the trigger and pulled it Before my world exploded Take me back to that summer 2003 On the tailgate sittin’ just Daddy and me Before my heart was broken Before that flag was folded Take me back before the war, before the bullets Before the finger found the trigger and pulled it Before my world exploded Take me back to that summer 2003 On the tailgate sittin’ just Daddy and me Before my heart was broken Before that flag was folded Take me back before the war, before the bullets Before the finger found the trigger and pulled it Before my world exploded Take me back to that summer 2003 On the tailgate sittin’ just Daddy and me Before my heart was broken Before that flag was folded There’s a drawer, in a dresser, that I ain’t opened in years
Written by: Kyle Thomas Nunn & Sulcer Evans
Submitted by: kyle_t on August 15, 2018
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