in the early morning march
with my fieldpack on my bag
and the aching in my heart
with my body full of sweat

im a long long way from home
and i miss my mama's soul
in the early morning march
when the cold wind blows

when the cold with blows
when the cold wind blowsss
when the cold wind blows
when the cold wind blows

i know, i know
i have to go
ill hurry back home
cause i miss you so