Not so long ago, in Oklahoma The son of an Okie preacher knelt to pray He said, "Lord I wanna be a Christian soldier just like you And fight to build a new and better day" Now many years and miles from Oklahoma That same young Okie boy still kneels to pray But he don't pray to be no Christian soldier anymore He just prays to make it through another day 'Cause it's hard to be a Christian soldier when you tote a gun And it hurts to have to watch a grown man cry But we're playin' cards, writin' home, and havin' lots of fun Tellin' jokes and learnin' how to die You know the things I've come to know seem so confusing It's gettin' hard to tell what's wrong from right I can't separate the winners from the losers anymore And I'm thinking of just givin' up the fight CHORUS