From the recording Jukebox Deluxe, Volume 2

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Lyrics

DADDY WAS A SOLDIER

Let me hold you in my arms
Just a little bit longer
I won’t be back for quite some time
I wish I was a little bit stronger
But everything will be alright
Our children will hold you tight
Cell phone calls and letters home
Will let me know I’m never alone

Sunday walks with ice cream cones
Family night with a movie on
Kids riding on my shoulders
Soccer games and basketball
Names and inches marked on the wall
What will they think when they are older?
Why was Daddy gone so long?
You’ll say, “Daddy was a soldier.”

The diesel dust could choke a mule
But I ain’t complaining
The sun’s too hot and it’s hard to sleep
But at least it isn’t raining
The photographs beside my bed
Keep your laughter in my head
Cell phone calls and letters home
Will let me know I’m never alone

Sunday walks with ice cream cones
Family night with a movie on
Kids riding on my shoulders
Soccer games and basketball
Names and inches marked on the wall
What will they think when they are older?
Why was Daddy gone so long?
You’ll say, “Daddy was a soldier.”

Sometimes he missed your football games
Didn’t remember boyfriend’s names
But when he came home and stepped off that plane
We ran to him through the crowd calling his name…


Sunday walks with ice cream cones
Family night with a movie on
Kids riding on my shoulders
Soccer games and basketball
Names and inches marked on the wall
What will they think when they are older?
Why was Daddy gone so long?
You’ll say, “Daddy was a soldier.”
Why was Daddy gone so long?
Daddy was a soldier…

© 2022 Christopher Iverson Music/BMI
words & music: Christopher Iverson