I was just sixteen when I marched away
Called to serve before my time to play
Two months of training the barracks cold
Ten men to a room young hearts turned old
Every morning, standing tall at six Polished boots, pressed clothes no tricks
One mistake and punishment came
But through the fire I learned my name
From Limburg nights to Lebanon skies
I carried my youth I watched innocence die
Through the pain the fear and the fight I stood
It broke me down but it made me good
And I wonder now, as the years drift on
Should the duty return to make the young ones strong
Marching miles with the weight we bare
Gas in the room couldn’t breathe no more
Support drills they called the test from hell
But we carried each other, and we lived to tell
Tanks in the fields in Germany’s rain
Every scar a story every bruise a name
And though I was barely seventeen
I saw things no child should ever have seen
From Limburg nights to Lebanon skies
I carried my youth I watched innocence die
Through the pain the fear and the fight I stood
It broke me down but it made me good
And I wonder now as the years drift on
Should the duty return to make the young ones strong
A girl at the border gone in the flame
The price of war there’s no one to blame
I came back changed a boy no more
A soldier’s heart on a restless shore
Rowan tigers
Make love not War only love