The Soldier Asked My Name
We'd have made a lovely couple, but we never had the chance
Now you say that you've got to go
But if you must, you must
I suppose that you need the slip of the tongue
Well, it was a powerful day
And there were black crows in the road
And I kept my strong opinions to my chest
I suppose I should have told them
That I was on fire for you
When the bus burst into flames
Outside some place the poet spread
And I was on fire for you
But you said that you've got to go
But if you must, you must
I suppose that you need the slip of the tongue
But you said that you've got to go

The girl woke up in a naked light
And said, oh no, not again
He even looked like a brother in the army
But she never mentions him
You'll be tucked up in his bed tonight
With his dirty pictures, girl
Saying you're some other star, do you know
Or is it immaterial, girl?
Now she's pinned up upon the barracks wall
In her hometown
All her soldiers taking turns with their attentions
And as they speculate what she'd look like
Beneath that thin nightgown
His family bride was rising up
As he cast his eyes down
Now you say
That you've got to go
But if you must, you must
I suppose that you need the slip of the tongue
But you said that you've got to go