The Sand Out of Her Boots
© Paul Buckles
Verse:
Orders came the other day
Told her she should pack
We’re sending you far away
To a place they call Iraq
Her children just don’t get it
They’re only three and four
She hopes one day they will understand
What Momma’s fighting for
Chorus:
In the evening she writes letters
Tells her family all that’s news
Stops between the teardrops
Pours the sand out of her boots
Verse:
She’s not wearing Mary Kay
Abercrombie and Fitch
It’s camouflage and Kevlar
And sleeping in a ditch
Men and women side by side
Kneeling down to pray
Asking God one more time
Bring us all home safe
Chorus:
In the evening she writes letters
Tells her family all that’s news
Stops between the teardrops
Pours the sand out of her boots
Bridge:
There’s bullets flying
People dying
Sometimes she’s scared as hell
She prays to God
They don’t know she’s lying
When she writes
I’m doing well
Repeat Chorus 2x