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Iraq Songtext
von Mary Gauthier

Iraq Songtext

I was army mechanic, I worked with the men
I worked on my back, I tried to fit in
Torque wrenches and ratchets, multi-meters and scales
Grease on my face, grease on my hands, grease under my nails

It was so hard to see 'til it attacked
But my enemy wasn't Iraq

Soldiers bartered and traded, that's the way our world works
Trading favors for favors in the sand and the dirt
What I wouldn't give them they'd try to take
And when I refused them they made me pay


It was so hard to see 'til it attacked
But my enemy wasn't Iraq

I stood my ground, I didn't give in
I drew a line again and again
When they whistled and whispered
When the wind kicked up dust
I looked to the sky, asked the lord why I had no one to trust

It was so hard to see 'til it attacked
But my enemy wasn't Iraq
A salute and a wink, a little pat on the back
My enemy wasn't Iraq

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