paroles de chanson When a Soldier Makes It Home - Arlo Guthrie
Words
and
music
by
Arlo
Guthrie
Halfway
around
the
world
tonight
In
a
strange
and
foreign
land
A
soldier
packs
his
memories
As
he
leaves
Afghanistan
And
back
home
they
don′t
know
too
much
There's
just
no
way
to
tell
I
guess
you
had
to
be
there
For
to
know
that
war
was
hell
Chorus:
And
there
won′t
be
any
victory
parades
For
those
that's
coming
back
They'll
fly
them
in
at
midnight
And
unload
the
body
sacks
And
the
living
will
be
walking
down
A
long
and
lonely
road
Because
nobody
seems
to
care
these
days
When
a
soldier
makes
it
home
They′ll
say
it
wasn′t
easy
Just
another
job
well
done
As
the
government
in
Kabul
falls
To
the
sounds
of
rebel
guns
And
the
faces
of
the
comrades
Being
blown
out
of
the
sky
Leaves
you
bitter
with
the
feeling
That
they
didn't
have
to
die
Chorus
Halfway
around
the
world
tonight
In
a
strange
and
foreign
land
A
soldier
unpacks
memories
That
he
saved
from
Vietnam
Back
home
they
didn′t
know
too
much
There
was
just
no
way
to
tell
I
guess
you
had
to
be
there
For
to
know
that
war
was
hell
And
there
wasn't
any
big
parades
For
those
that
made
it
back
They
flew
them
in
at
midnight
And
unloaded
all
the
sacks
And
the
living
were
left
walking
down
A
long
and
lonely
road
Because
nobody
seemed
to
care
back
then
When
a
soldier
made
it
home
The
night
is
coming
quickly
And
the
stars
are
on
their
way
As
I
stare
into
the
evening
Looking
for
the
words
to
say
That
I
saw
the
lonely
soldier
Just
a
boy
that′s
far
from
home
And
I
saw
that
I
was
just
like
him
While
upon
this
earth
I
roam
And
there
may
not
be
any
big
parades
If
I
ever
make
it
back
As
I
come
home
under
cover
Through
a
world
that
can't
keep
track
Of
the
heroes
who
have
fallen
Let
alone
the
ones
who
won′t
Which
is
why
nobody
seems
to
care
When
a
soldier
makes
it
home
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