Good Christian Soldier

(álbum: The Silver Tongued Devil And I - 1971)

Not so long ago, in Oklahoma
The son of an Okie preacher, knelt to pray
He said Lord I wanna be a Christian soldier, just like you
And fight to build a new, and better day

Now many years and miles, from Oklahoma
That same young Okie boy still kneels to pray
But he don't pray to be no Christian soldier, anymore
He just prays, to make it through, another day

'Cause it's hard to be a Christian soldier, when you tote a gun
And it hurts to have to watch a grown man cry
But we're, playing cards, writing home, an' having lots of fun
Telling jokes and learning how to die

You know the things I've come to know, seem so confusing
And it's getting hard to tell, what's wrong from right
I can't separate the winners from the losers anymore
And I'm thinking of just giving up the fight

'Cause it's hard to be a Christian soldier, when you tote a gun
And it hurts to have to watch a grown man cry
But we're, playing cards, writing home, an' ain't we having fun
Turning on and learning how to die