Mama Bake a Pie — текст песни (Bobby Bare)


(Tom T. Hall)

People starin` at me as they wheel me down the ramp toward my plane
The war is over for me I`ve forgotten everything except the pain
Thank you sir and yes sir it was worth it for the old red-white-and-blue
And since I won`t be walking I suppose I`ll save some money buying shoes.

The bottle hidden underneath the blanket over my two battered legs
I can see see the stewardess make over me and ask were you afraid
I say why no I`m Superman and couldn`t find a phone booth quite in time
A GI gets a lotta laughs if he remembers all the funny lines.

Mama bake a pie, daddy kill a chicken
Your son is comin` home 11:35 Wednesday night.

Mama will be crying, daddy`s gonna say son did they treat you good
My uncle will be drunk and he`ll say boy they do some real great
things with wood
The letter that she wrote me said goodbye, she couldn`t wait
and lots of luck
The bottle underneath the blanket feels just like an old friend
to my touch.

I know she`ll come and see me but I bet she never once looks at my legs
She`ll talk about the weather and the dress she wore the July 4th Parade
Lord I love her and I don`t believe this bottle`s gonna get her off my mind
I see here in the paper where they say the war is just a waste of time.

Mama bake a pie, daddy kill a chicken
Your son is comin` home 11:35 Wednesday night...



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