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Didn't I make you proud?
Go and laying my life down,
When you called my name.
I thought I stood for something,
Was doing the right thing when i went away.
Now being back should be so simple,
But i keep getting these mixed signals from everyone.
Why do people sit and judge me,
Who ain't seen what I've seen or did what I've done?
Didn't I burn didn't I bleed enough for you?
I faced your fears,
Felt pain so you won't have to.
Didn't I do my best?
And wasn't home here when i left?
I've seen boys fall to pieces.
Grown men cry out for Jesus,
Till they're black and blue.
I thought god was on our side.
Weren't we supposed to be the good guys,
That would never lose.
'Cause I don't see no ticker tape,
Or five mile parades, saying"thank you son".
Just folks that sit and judge me,
Who ain't seen what I've seen or did what I've done.