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Текст: Dolly Parton. Gee Ma, I Wanna Go Home.


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 Oh, the viddles in the mess hall, they say they're mighty fine But that She-Ite 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 Oh Gee, Ma, I wanna go home Oh, I wanna go back home, back where civilians roam Gee, Ma, I wanna go home Oh, the mother of all battles is what Sadam 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 Oh, I wanna go back home, back where civilians roam Where my rules are all my own Gee, Ma, I wanna go home