Twenty - The Robert Cray Band

When you’re used up, where do you go Soldier

Mother dry your eyes, there’s no need to cry

I’m not a boy, it’s what I signed up for

When you’re used up, where do you go Soldier

I can’t take the heat, and I hardly sleep anymore

What’d we come here for

Standing out here in the desert

Trying to protect an oil line

I’d really like to do my job but

This ain’t the country that I had in mind

They call this a war on terror

I see a lot of civilians dying

Mothers, sons, fathers and daughters

Not to mention some friends of mine

Some friends of mine

Was supposed to leave last week

Promises they don’t keep anymore

Got to fight the rich man’s war

When you’re used up, where do you go Soldier

Late in 2004

Comes a knock at the door

It’s no surprise

Mother dry your eyes

Mother don’t you cry, no, no Someone told you a lie

Yes they did, why

Mother don’t you cry, oh no Mother don’t you cry

When you’re used up, where do you go Soldier