Mighty Mo Rodgers - Prisoners of War mp3 download

Lyrics

That whiskey burns going down
Old man pour me another round
Cause it’s my last night in town
And I ain’t thinking of slowing down
No, I am fixing, I’m fixing to drown
Till I see the sun or I can’t see
Cause I got the blues and the blues got me
I’m gonna make my momma proud
Her boy on the front lines
And just like my daddy’s done
I ain’t afraid to die
I ain’t afraid to die
I ain’t no fortunate one
But I’m proud of what I’ve done
Hardships, I’ve seen some
I ain’t a coward, I don’t turn and run
I don’t turn and run
So I stumble home, pack up my old memories
Pictures of ma, my daddy’s flask she gave me Keep it near your heart, she would always say
It’s all he left, and so that’s where it’ll stay
Her leatherbound, book of psalms and prayers
She would always read with patience and care
A short walk to the cemetery to pay respects before I leave
1901 to 1943
I run my fingers through her name and the effigy
The sun is up, it’s all I see
Cause I got the blues and they still got me Yeah, they still got me
I’m gonna make my momma proud
Her hopeful new recruit
And just like my daddy done
I’m gonna bleed red, white, and blue
I’m gonna bleed red, white, and blue
I’m gonna bleed red, white, and blue
I’m gonna bleed red, white, and blue
I’m gonna bleed red, white, and blue