11. Playin’ the Cards

He’s a miner
And his daddy builds guitars
While he fights the cancer
caused by Agent Orange

When his son tried to enlist
Dad said “Son, don’t do this”
You should get a job
And raise a family

When I heard his story
It made me wanna cry
Cause I thought of all the good boys who had gone off and died
So I told him I was sorry, and what I felt

But he told me he’s just playing the cards
He was dealt

He’s a veteran
And he fights for us to be free
But now he does it with a pen
And not a rifle

He’s got a baby
And a good strong wife
But he lost most of his hearin’
Defending oil

But he could hear my song
And it made him wanna cry
When he thought of all his good friends, who had gone off and died
Though we barely knew each other, I still knew how he felt

But he told me he’s just playing the cards he was dealt

There’s a dream they like to sell us about the glory of war
But I’m not buying this time it’s not worth fighting for
Cause if you don’t end up inside the ground, or in pieces on the floor
There’s so many nightmares left behind
It’s enough to make you lose your mind

So listen to the music
It’s okay to cry
When you think of all the good boys who have gone off and died
And I hope you know I’m sorry and what I felt

I guess that we’re all playin’ the cards that we were dealt
I guess that we’re all playin’ the cards that we were dealt