He Mama I think I’ll join the army
Learn to stomp my feet and shot a gun
Go to some strange country across the ocean
Get my orders and I will try to shoot someone

Hey Mama I’m leaving in the morning
Flying out on a gun ship number one
Every mission has a name of glory
Glory glory Hallelujah here we come

Chorus
Well cross my heart and hope to die
I didn’t mean to make you cry
Don’t you know you are the apple of my eye
Ah me oh me
Me oh you
Me oh my

Hey Mama there’s a ship out on the ocean
I can hear the canon fire from here
If I can hear the canon fire from here
Must be one living hell out there
Hey Mama I remember what you told me
You said never let the bully push me around
Way too much testosterone and fear
Well it makes me wonder who’s the bully here

Hey Mama I lay awake and I wonder
Is it wrong or is it right
Are those really stars up in the sky there
Or only holes through the canvas of the night