It was July hot in Georgia in 1942
All the men were off to war
And the woman had nothing to do.
I was sixteen and hungry
Looking for my first taste of love,
When I brought the groceries to the door I
Didn't know how close I was.
Her long blond hair was flowing
And she smelled like sweet perfume.
When I laid her groceries down she said
You don't have to leave so soon.
A woman sure gets lonely
When a men gone off to fight.
She reached up for my trembling hand
As tear drops
Filled her eyes then she said.
War is hell on the home front too.
God only knows what a woman goes though.
She still needs what a man
That's gone can't do.
I can't fight this fire along
Stay with me until it's
Gone. Ooh war is
Hell on the Home front Too.
It was July hot in side me
As she lead me to the bed
Room door with satin sheets and pleasure
I never knew I could feel before).
My first taste of lovin' was everything
It should have been,
When a woman's fighting loneliness
It's a battle she can't win.
I'll always remember what she did and
What she said but the one thing
I remember most was
The way she turned
His picture over on the table by
Her bed and now she says.
War is hell on the home front too.
God only knows what a woman goes though.
She still needs what a man
That's gone can't do.
I can't fight this fire along
Stay with me until it's
Gone. Ooh war is hell
On the home front too.
War is hell on the home front too.
God only knows
What a woman goes though.
She still needs what a man
That's gone can't do.
I can't fight this fire along
Stay with me until it's gone.
Ooh war is hell
On the home front too.
War is hell on the home front too.
God only knows
What a woman goes though.
She still needs what a man
That's gone can't do.
I can't fight this fire along
Stay with me until it's gone.
Ooh war is hell
On the home front too.
