Crazy Being Home
Written by Chris Lindsey, Brad Warren, Bret Warren & Robin Lindsey
Recorded by Mark Wills
Capo on 3

[Intro]
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[Verse]
             
He almost forg

              
ot how to driv

              
e over here, w

        
hile he tried 

to survive a y

ear over there
            
Some young pun

              
k just flipped

             
 him off and r

un him off of 

the road
             
He just turned

              
 22 last week 

       
in the back of

 a Stryker som

ewhere in Tecr

eat
            
He never thoug

              
ht he'd live t

          
o be this old
              
It's crazy bei

          
ng home, it's 

crazy being ho

me
             
He stepped off

              
 a plane, feel

              
s like yesterd

              
ay, they were 


waving flags a

nd signs with 

his name
            
They said they

              
 were proud fo

              
r what he'd do

       
ne, if they on

ly knew what h

e had become
             
The girl he lo

              
ved, she swore

              
 she would wai

       
t, but he came

 home to a col

d empty place.
            
Had a burger t

              
oday, got a ne

             
w cell phone, 

              
it's crazy bei

        
ng home

[Chorus]
             
The stars don'

              
t look the sam

   
e, he still an

swers to his n

ame
             
It's ok, somet

              
hing just ain'

  
t right
             
You try to fig

              
ht for what yo

            
u love, but hi

s young eyes h

ave seen too m

uch
           
Till you been 

              
where he's bee

              
n, you wouldn'

  
t understand
           
I hope you nev

er have to, my

 friend

[Instrumental]
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[Verse]
             
He got to call

              
 us back on a 

          
plane, to wher

e he belongs, 

it might sound

 insane
            
But his brothe

              
rs are there, 

              
they can't fig

           
ht this a- lon

e
             
So they droppe

              
d him right th

              
ere in the blo

              
od red sand, h

   
is best friend

s is locked an

d loaded in hi

s hands
            
And the sergea

              
nt yells, "Boy

              
s, it's time t

  
o go," and he 

thought, "It's

 crazy being h

ome"

[Outro]  
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