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I am a small and precious child, my
dad's been sent to fight.
The only place I'll see his face, is
in my dreams at night.
He will be gone too many days for my
young mind to keep track.
I may be sad, bit I am proud. My
daddy's got your back.
I am a caring mother. My son has gone
to war.
My mind is filled with worries that I
have never known before.
Everyday I try to keep my thoughts
from turning black.
I may be scared, but I am proud. My
son has got your back.
I am a strong and loving wife, with a
husband soon to go.
There are times I'm terrified in a way
most never know.
I bite my lip, and force a smile as I
watch my husband pack.
My heart may break, but I am proud. My
husband's got your back.
I am a soldier. Serving proudly,
standing tall.
I fight for freedom, yours and mine by
answering this call.
I do my job while knowing the thanks
it sometimes lacks.
Say a prayer that I'll come home. It's
me who's got your back.
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