Sadr City - Corb Lund

Honey, don’t tell the boys I been talkin' like this

'Cause I can’t have 'em thinkin' I’m scared

Truth is I ain’t afraid a’nothin' no more

I’m tired and I just don’t care

How many tours is too many tours

My baby she’d like to know

'Cause always there at the back a’my mind

Is that Jody’s there when I go

Never let 'em send me back to Sadr City

Never let 'em send me back

Some shit went down, down in Sadr City

Some shit went down in Iraq

I ain’t goin' back

Well I was there in '04 when it first got hot

And Muqtada’s local fighters emerged

Earned a Purple Heart via Seven-Six-Two

And another later during the Surge

Didn’t know nothin' back then, didn’t care

It was get it out and kick us some ass

Couldn’t tell a Sunni from a Shia from the Kurds

But they educated me pretty fast

Never let 'em send me back to Sadr City

Never let 'em send me back

Some shit went down, down in Sadr City

Some shit went down in Iraq

I ain’t goin' back

Well it was pretty touch n’go from the very first light

Fiercest action that I’d ever seen

Ambush come and we hadda' dismount

Get busy, fight it out in the streets

Well all hell broke loose, takin' fire from the rooftops

Haji launchin' RPGs

Fightin' runnin' battles with militias in the alleys

Draggin' on and on week after week

Takin' hits at fifty metres from a shrine nearby

But they wouldn’t let us light up a mosque

Then our tanks rolled in, real hard real heavy

But they couldn’t help the guys that we lost

Never let 'em send me back to Sadr City

Never let 'em send me back

Some shit went down, down in Sadr City

Some shit went down in Iraq

I ain’t goin' back

Well I don’t know if it matters to the folks back home

But they say they’re all supportin' the troops

There’s no time anyway to be dwelling on that

Out here thinkin’s only for fools

And as long as there’s no lack of young man willin'

To ride to the sound of the guns

I’ll be waking up dreaming of the Mahdi Army

And of both sides losing their sons

They ain’t a-gonna send me back to Sadr City

They ain’t a-gonna send me back

My orders came through and babe it isn’t pretty

It’s Afghanistan instead of Iraq

They’re sending me back