I can't help but think of homenand what she must be thinkingnbut I'll let the morphine do it's worknand hope she's not out drinkingn'cause she's 19 years just like menwhen I became a soldier truenshe said I'll love you while you're herenbut I'll never wait for younnWith hair that falls upon her breastnand eyes that see right throughnmovies playing in her headnthat tell her what to donshe'll love you when the stars come outnto shield the prying sunnthen you'll wake with a twisted headnand her will it will be donenna soldier's lullabynwe'll sing a soldier's lullabynhow I'd love to hear her crynsinging a soldier's lullabynnI thought war would surely melt her heartnwhen with medals I'd come homenand she'd weep for all the timesnthat she left me all alonenbut it's not supposed to be this wayn'twas not meant to declarenthat I swear I can feel my legnthough they tell me it's not therenna soldier's lullabynwe'll sing a soldier's lullabynhow I'd love to hear her crynsinging a soldier's lullabynnI asked the doc if I might dienand he looked the other waynbut when I asked the second timenhe said you surely maynwill you tell her what became of mentell her a hero I becamenand say my final soundsnwere the whispers of her namenna soldier's lullabynwe'll sing a soldier's lullabynhow I'd love to hear her crynsinging a soldier's lullaby