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Driving Thru the 'Stan

In a caravan

Driving a beaten up Humvee

Down the road we go

pulling security (Pow, Pow, Pow)

See the villagers

hiding behind donkeys

Now it’s time to hit the gas cause

they’re shooting right at me

 

Oh, 7-6-2, 7-6-2,

bullets flying my way

Oh it ***** to have to drive

through Afghanistan today (Hey!)

7-6-2, 7-6-2,

bullets flying my way,

Oh it ***** to have to drive

through Afghanistan today.

 

Driving down the road

On a routine resupply

Did the bomb squad

clear this route

cause I don’t want to die (Hi, Hi, Hi)

Checking with HQ

to make sure it is clear

The 2nd Lieutenant in the TOC

says, “There’s nothing to fear.”

 

Oh, 7-6-2, 7-6-2,

bullets flying my way

Oh it ***** to have to drive

through Afghanistan today (Hey!)

7-6-2, 7-6-2,

bullets flying my way,

Oh, it ***** to have to drive

through Afghanistan today.

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M / American
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Dec 21, 2021
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