Honey, don't tell the boys that I'm talking like this 'Cause I can't have em thinking I'm scared The truth is I ain't afraid of nothing no more I'm tired and I just don't care. How many tours is too many tours? My baby she'd like to know Always nagging at the back of my mind is that Jody's there when I go. Never let them send me back to Sadr City Never let them send me back Some sh** went down, down in Sadr City Some sh** went down in Iraq I ain't going back. Well I was there in '04 when it first got hot and Mahdi's local fighters emerged Earned a purple heart via 762 and a second later during the surge Didn't know nothing back then didn't care It was get it on and kick us some a** Couldn't tell a Sunni from a Shi'a from the Kurds But they educated me pretty fast. Never let them send me back to Sadr City Never let them send me back Some sh** went down, down in Sadr City Some sh** went down in Iraq I ain't going back. Well it was pretty touch and go from the very first night Fiercest action I'd ever seen Ambush come and we had to dismount Get busy fighting out in the street. Well all hell broke loose, under fire from the rooftops, Haji launching RPGs Fighting running battles with militias in the alleys Dragging on and on week after week. Taking hits at fifty meters from the Shrine nearby But they wouldn't let us light up a Mosque Then our tanks rolled in, real hard real heavy, But they couldn't help the guys that we'd lost. Well I don't know if it matters to the folks back home But they say they're all supporting the troops There's no time anyway to be dwelling on that Out here thinking's only for fools. And as long as there's no lack of young man willing To ride to the sound of the guns I'll be waking up dreaming of the Mahdi Army, And of both sides losing their sons. They ain't a gonna send me back to Sadr City They ain't a gonna send me back My orders came through and babe it isn't pretty It's Afghanistan instead of Iraq They're sending me back.