Jimmy joined the army ?cause he had no place to go
There ain?t nobody hirin? ?round here since all the jobs went down to Mexico
Reckoned that he?d learn himself a trade maybe see the world
Move to the city someday and marry a black haired girl
Somebody somewhere had another plan
Now he?s got a rifle in his hand
Rollin? into Baghdad wonderin? how he got this far
Just another poor boy off to fight a rich man?s war
Bobby had an eagle and a flag tattooed on his arm
When will we ever learn
When will we ever see
We stand up and take our turn
And tellin? ourselves we?re free
Ali was the second son of a second son