Take Our Soldiers Home
    by Lynne Mills

 

Watching the news last evening,
And mama starts to cry.
Then I look over just in time
To see a tear fall out of daddy's eye.
Cause the news man said
Another one dead,
Another soldier gone
And I fell
On my knees
And I begged
O God please
Take my sister home. 
And I know 
That she's sinned,
But dear God,
In the end
She was one of the best people known.
So God please 
Take my sister home.
My husband is a soldier,
Fighting in the war.
And our little daughter,
Is just about to turn four.
He's hasn't even seen her
Since the day that she was born.
Then the news man said
Another one dead,
Another soldier gone.
And I fell
On my knees.
And I begged,
O God please
Take my husband home.
And I know 
That he's sinned,
But dear God,
In the end
He was one of the best people known.
So God please 
Take my husband home.
In the end.
They they were some of the best people known.
So God please 
Won't you take our soldier's home.