Gee Ma, I Wanna Go Home

Gee, Ma, I wanna go

But they won't let me go

Gee, Ma, I wanna go home

Oh, the soldiers in the army, we know they're mighty fine

And the Navy, Air Force and Marines keep us all in line

But I don't want no more of this military life

Gee, Ma, I wanna go

But they won't let me go

Gee, Ma, I wanna go home

Now I know a whole bunch of you are stuck out there somewhere you don't wanna be

And there ain't no feeling in this world worse than being homesick

Can I get a ma'am, yes, ma'am on that?

I figured so

And I know you know this little song

It helps you march in time and pass some time

And I know you know at least a thousand versions of it

But I wrote a few new verses I thought you might a get a kick out of

You ain't heard these

Oh, the vittles in the mess hall, they say they're mighty fine

But that shite on a shingle? Why, I think I'll give you mine

Oh, I don't want no more of this military life

Gee, Ma, I wanna go

But they won't let me go

Gee, Ma, I wanna go home

Oh, I wanna go back home

Back where civilians roam

Gee, Ma, I wanna go home

Well, now, I tried to join the army

They said my feet were flat

And since I can not see them

I'll take their word for that

Hey, I'm just tryna be funny

Lord knows we can use a sense of humor this day and time

And I never will forget the day that the president said

"My fellow Americans, we're goin' to war with Iraq"

And I thought, "Now, I know our boys are tough"

"But at least let's give 'em guns and a tank or two"

Hey, and did you see where they put the most wanted Iraqis in a deck of cards?

That's the first time I've ever seen a deck with all jokers

And did you see where Bin Laden hides in a cave and tells people to be suicide bombers?

How about practicing what you preach?

Oh, gee, Ma, I wanna go home

'Course I ain't done talking yet

I hardly ever am

My husband says, me and my mama are a lot alike

He says, we ain't hard of hearin' just hard of listening

Speaking of Mama, she just hears what she wants to

One night, we was watching TV and she said

"Now that Saddam can't be all bad"

"I heard 'em say he is a baptist"

I said, "No, Mama, they said he was a Baathist, that's the name of his party"

She said, "Now don't try to tell me the baptists don't party"

I said, " Well gee, Ma, you got a point"

Hey, what can you say, it's your mama

Gee, Ma, I wanna go

But they won't let me go

Gee, Ma, I wanna go home

Now, I wrote osme other verses

Got one here about Saddam

Oh, the mother of all battles is what Saddam had planned

Well, he shoulda sent his mother 'cause his troops all turned and ran

Oh, I don't want no more of this military life

Gee, Ma, I wanna go

But they won't let me go

Gee, Ma, I wanna go home

We don't need to be letting the brass of so easy

Oh, the generals in the army don't fight like all the rest

But you should have seen them fight to pin this medal on my chest

Yeah, these are my two secret weapons

Shock and awe

Sorry, guys

Gee, Ma, I wanna go home

Oh, I wanna go back home

Back where civilians roam

Where my rules are all my own

Gee, Ma, I wanna go home

Home

Try singing with that guys

(Come on, guys, let's go home)

Let's do go home

And stay there

I love the sound of that old church bell

Church was a big part of my life growing up

My grandpa was a pentecostal preacher and

I learned to sing in church

To me there's nothing more beautiful than those old hymns

And the voices of family, friends and neighbours singing from the bottom of their hearts

About grace and peace and love

And no matter how hard life is

Or how big our problem gets

God stands right beside us

Whispering hope