Jimmy wasn't really popular
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He had a couple of friends back home
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And sooner or later they're all getting out so he had to join up alone
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He was dreaming of the ivory league
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since he was only three feet tall
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And get the hell out of jersey
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and then he would never look back at all
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And then your heroes say
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That miles away
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We lost another one that we sent with a gun
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They're gonna miss him he was two weeks from twenty and there's still no shame
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From the man to blame
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Jimmy never had a reason to stay
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Cos all the factories shut down
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All he had was a line for his name
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So he could sign away his right to be proud
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He tried to kiss her on the way out the door,
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She just put her little hand on his face
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I don't understand why you're leaving, she said
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But I hope your gonna ask me to wait
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And then your heroes say
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That miles away
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We lost another one that we sent with a gun
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His lady missed him, he was two weeks from twenty and there's still no shame
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From the man to blame
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Jimmy's mother went to Capitol Hill
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So she could fill her heart up with joy
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Maybe shake a few hands while she's there and tell them thank you sir for taking my boy.
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And then your heroes say
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That miles away
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We lost another one that we sent with a gun
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His mama missed him he was two weeks from twenty and there's still no shame
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From the man to blame
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No there's still no shame
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And we're all to blame
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We're all to blame
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We're all to blame
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We're all to blame
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We're all to blame
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Two weeks from twenty
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| Yellowcard |
