Lyrics:

Well you have been a fighting man
You've seen your share of war
Living for your Uncle Sam
Sam don't need you anymore

You'll be gone, you'll be leaving
You'll be back home again
On Christmas or July fourth
I really don't remember when

And I'm glad to see your doing well,
We all know just who you are,
Put your saber on the shelf
And well take down the ole blue star.

Well I remember when you'd send me letters
And make my day when I was young
Photographs with M-16s
And money from Somalia

You'll be gone, you'll be leaving
You'll be back home again
On Christmas or July fourth
I really don't remember when

And I'm glad to see your doing well,
We all know just who you are,
Put your saber on the shelf
And well take down the ole blue star.

Your back home with your little girl
Wild and pretty, blonde and blue
You can't help but be their world
And they can't help but look like you

You'll be gone, you'll be leaving
You'll be back home again
On Christmas or July fourth
I really don't remember when

And I'm glad to see your doing well,
We all know just who you are,
Put your saber on the shelf
And well take down the ole blue star.