Jake's Army Blues

[Verse]
Well, Jake took off in his army greens,
Traded our guitars for war machines.
We used to sit by the creek and strum all day,
Now it's helmets and boots, not our usual way.
[Verse 2]
We’d sip on moonshine and pick a sweet tune,
Shoot the bull ‘til way past noon.
Now Jake's’s out marching, no guitars in sight,
But I bet he's still hummin' under those stars at night.
[Chorus]
Jake’s off fightin', and we’re missin' his voice,
But we still gather 'round and make some noise.
Playing those strings where the crickets sing,
Raisin’ a toast to our buddy in everything.
[Verse 3]
Old Joe still smokes like a chimney stack,
Says he’ll light it up when Jake comes back.
We laugh and we joke ‘bout our bonfire nights,
While Jake’s out there, under cold hard lights.
[Verse 4]
Remember those pranks and Jake’s bad jokes,
Now he’s dodgin' bullets instead of friendly pokes.
But this ol' band won’t ever lose its beat,
We’re just waitin’ on Jake to make us complete.
[Chorus]
Jake’s off fightin', and we’re missin' his voice,
But we still gather 'round and make some noise.
Playing those strings where the crickets sing,
Raisin’ a toast to our buddy in everything.

country, humorous, lyrical, acoustic