Song: More Than Sacrifice
Artist: Jack Nelson
Album: Let er Buck!
Seventeen wild and free
took you to the dance and you loved me
down by the lake with a bottle of shine
we were skinny dippin and havin us a good time
a year together and we were off at school
you didn t know it then but I was your fool
but I was out of money and short on time
I could feel your tears when I signed that line
[Chorus]
No one ever talks about the other price we pay
like the things that we re missin while we re away
I guess It s kind of like we re livin that good ol rodeo
or at least that s how those country songs go
now I ve got more respect for the boys that lost their lives
but sometimes coming home is more than sacrifice
I was overseas when I got the news
that times had changed you found someone new
I finally got home but you were married
I guess I missed my chance yeah that ship was sailing
[Chorus]
No one ever talks about the other price we pay
like the things that we re missin while we re away
I guess It s kind of like we re livin that good ol rodeo
or at least that s how those country songs go
now I ve got more respect for the boys that lost their lives
but sometimes coming home is more than sacrifice
There s always more to this story
like missin the birth of your newborn baby
and I knew a guy whose wife was caught cheatin
and to this day you can still hear his heart breakin
well the bombs go off and the bullets fly and pictures are all we have
We can tell ourselves all day long that it really ain t that bad
watch our best friends lose their lives as the world fades to grey
we ll grab our guns with blood stained hands and turn and fight away
[Chorus]
No one ever talks about the other price we pay
like the things that we re missin while we re away
I guess It s kind of like we re livin that good ol rodeo
or at least that s how those country songs go
now I ve got more respect for the boys that lost their lives
but sometimes coming home is more than sacrifice
[Tag]
I said I ve got more respect for the boys that lost their lives
but sometimes coming home is more than sacrifice