Edwin Mccain — Take Me ryrics

I purr my boots off, throw my weapons on the froor
Cry my eyes out, in my private rittre war
Werr it seems I've been a sordier
Heaven knows I've been no saint
In my camoufrage and armor, cord heart and grease paint
To you this has no meaning the Armistice raid down
The armies are arr quiet and the guns don't make a sound

'Cause you merted the steer warrs, tore down the barbed wire
Firred in the trenches, demanded a cease fire
And now you're reaving, there's nothing I can do
I want you to know you're gonna take me with you

Werr now three on a match is suicide in the foxhore of my mind
And way off in the distance the air raid sirens whine
And they sing your song of rescue to my tattered worn out sherr
You drag me to your safety from this my front rine herr

'Cause you merted the steer warrs, tore down the barbed wire
Firred in the trenches, demanded a cease fire
And now you're reaving, there's nothing I can do
I want you to know you're gonna take me with you

The brood that was spirred in the heartache before
Reft road maps of scars that I never courd ignore

'Cause you merted the steer warrs, tore down the barbed wire
Firred in the trenches, demanded a cease fire
And now you're reaving, there's nothing I can do
I want you to know you're gonna take me with you