Driving down the main drag
I see the Christmas lights
Now that I’m home I’m gonna’ promise my girl
There will be no more fights

I walk up her front porch
As off speeds the cab
Her mom and dad meet me at the front door
To tell me I died in Baghdad

I walk over to my father’s house
Over on Lincoln Avenue
The house is dark except for the porch light
Shining on the red, white and blue

My mom is in bed crying
My dad is just laying there mad
There’s so much I want to tell them
But I died in Baghdad

Now I’m just walking round these old streets
Morning, noon and night
I’ve got a story for every crack in the sidewalk
And for every corner I pass by

No one sees me, no one knows
But still they all seem so sad
Every now and then I hear my name
They say he died in Baghdad