Love Is A Never Ending War

Love Is A Never Ending War (D. Blackwell) Well I dozed off in the back of the bus to the groan of the Greyhounds throttle and I woke to crack of a paper sack and a cork poppin' from a bottle I tell you son the old man said it was hell in world war two as he rolled up his pant leg I saw the wood that filled his shoe the younger man who followed him in opened up his vest showed the older soldier where he caught one in the chest both of them had purple hearts for the hell that they've been through well I don't have no purple heart mine's just black and blue Chorus: Oh love is a never ending war march me into action and we'll train for what's in store you win some and you lose some but I believe in what i'm fightin' for oh love is a never ending war They where half-way through that bottle and they where gettin' high I never fought in those two wars but Lord my throat was dry so I showed them scars and stitches inflicted by Maria but I didn't think that would give me a drink so I blamed it on Korea I parted my hair and I showed them where I got shrapnel from a grenade I just couldn't tell it was where Annabelle put a glas of lemonade how that I've been tortured by the blade of a bajonet and I never forget that hot August night and the fingernails of Jeanet Chorus As I neared my destination I saw tears well in their eyes partly from the drinkin' but mostly from my lies and they stood up to salute me as I stepped down from the bus and out of the open window they yelled give her hell for us Chorus