Soldier, soldier, what’s your name?
What’s your problem? Who’s to blame?
Charlie Miller is my name.
I’m not myself and I’m to blame.
I went to fight in Pakistan.
I came back home a broken man.
Airman, airman, what’s your name?
What’s your problem? Who’s to blame?
Rosa Lopez is my name.
I’m not myself and I’m to blame.
I went to ‘Nam. I don’t know why.
I nursed the men. I watched them die.
Marine, marine, what’s your name?
What’s your problem? Who’s to blame?
Luther Jefferson is my name.
I’m not myself and I’m to blame.
I fought at Chosin. It was cold and gray.
My buddy died the very next day.
Sailor, sailor, what’s your name?
What’s your problem? Who’s to blame?
Samuel Simon is my name.
I’m not myself and I’m to blame.
I went to sea in ‘44
My ship was sunk, but that was war.
It’s a long road back. I’m finally homeward bound.
Coming home’s more than boots on the ground.
Hey, Coast Guardsman, what’s your name?
What’s your problem? Who’s to blame?
Vic Bertoli is my name.
I’m not myself and I’m to blame.
Seizing drugs was easy they said.
Then why do I wish that I were dead?
Deputy, deputy, what’s your name?
What’s your problem? Who’s to blame?
Susan Wilson is my name.
I’m not myself and I’m to blame.
I killed a kid who shot at me.
He wasn’t a day over twenty-three.
Fireman, Fireman, what’s your name?
What’s your problem? Who’s to blame?
Tom O’Reilly is my name.
I’m not myself and I’m to blame.
I tried to save a family of three.
I wish to God it would have been me.
We aren’t ourselves and who’s to blame?
Everyone, no one. It’s all the same.
Day in, day out, we keep it in.
It seems a battle we just can’t win.
It’s a long road back. We’re finally homeward bound.
But coming home’s more than boots on the ground.
