War Is Hell (On The Home Front Too)

It was July hot in Georgia in 1942 All the men were off to the war and the women

had nothing to do I was sixteen and hungry looking for my first

taste of love When I brought the groceries to her door I

didn't know how close I was Her long blonde hair was flowing and smelled

like sweet perfume When I laid the groceries down she said you

don't have to leave so soon A woman sure gets lonely when a man's gone

off to fight She reached out for my trembling hand as

teardrops filled her eyes Then she said war is hell on the home front

too God only knows what a woman goes through

She still needs what a man who's gone can't do

I can't fight this fire alone Stay with me until it's gone

Oh, war is hell on the home front too It was July hot inside me as she led me to

her bedroom door The sight and sheets and pleasures I never

knew I could feel before My first taste of loving was everything it

should have been But a woman's fight and loneliness is a battle

she can't win I'll always remember what she did and what

she said But the one thing I remember most is the way

she turned his picture over face down on the table by her bed

As she said war is hell on the home front too

God only knows what a woman goes through She still needs what a man who's gone can't

do I can't fight this fire alone

Stay with me until it's gone Oh, war is hell on the home front too

War is hell on the home front too God only knows what a woman goes through

She still needs what a man who's gone can't do

I can't fight this fire alone Stay with me until it's gone

Oh, war is hell on the home front too War is hell on the home front too

God only knows what a woman goes through She still needs what a man who's gone can't

do I can't fight this fire alone