civilian ways

i hold the cold steel of my rifle

as i dream of foreign lands

and i promise myself

i will cherish every moment i can

but there's ghosts that follow me around

everywhere i am

when i say goodbye

i try to be strong

now i'm going back to the u.s. where i belong

i ain't never alone

the war seems to follow me home

no longer an active soldier

when i walk down the street

i'm shaking hands

with everyone that i meet

and i watch everyone

wondering what they see

civilian ways are now

what's foreign to me

i came off a long tour

i left this place in two o three

may we never forget the sacrifices

my friends made for me

i live in marysville

out on the county line

and my brother and my mother

both visit me all the time

and visions of you

are always running right through my mind

we always talk about

what we're gonna do

when the war is won

we're gonna fix up them old cars

and ride them into the sun

when i heard you're no longer with us

man i was done

civilian ways are now

what's foreign to me

i came off a long tour

i left this place in two o three

may we never forget the sacrifices

my friends made for me