All the guys on the front line,
Standing next to me.
It's all about looking after them,
That's how marines work.
We don't worry about ourselves,
We worrying about how THEY will make it home.
Back to their families,
Brothers,Sisters, Mothers and Uncles.
All the people they may never see,
If I ***** up.
I know that the guy next to me,
Is watching my back.
For it is his job
To worry about me.