Iraq

[Verse 1]
I was an Army mechanic
I worked with the men
I worked on my back
I tried to fit in
Torque wrenches and ratchets
Multi-meters and scales
Grease on my face
Grease on my hands
Grease under my nails

[Chorus]
And it was so hard to see 'til it attacked
My enemy wasn't Iraq

[Verse 2]
Soldiers bartered and traded
That's the way our world worked
Trading favors for favors
The sand and the dirt
What I wouldn't give them
They'd try to take
When I refused them
They made me pay

[Chorus]
And it was so hard to see 'til it attacked
But my enemy wasn't Iraq

[Harmonica solo]

[Verse 3]
I stood my ground
I didn't give in
I drew a line
Again and again
When they whistled and whispered
When the wind kicked up dust
I looked to the sky
Asked the Lord why
And had no one to trust

[Chorus]
And it was so hard to see 'til it attacked
But my enemy wasn't Iraq

[Outro]
A salute and a wink
A little pat on the back
My enemy wasn't Iraq