Hey brother in Kandahar, When you coming home?
Well you been so long and you're too far gone and I'm missing you.
And my sister up in Kabul, are you keeping your head low?
I've been praying hard to almighty God to keep you safe and warm.

Don't get me wrong. I know you've got a mission to do.
And you won't see fit to leave until you're done.
While I may not agree with all our foreign policy,
allow me to be clear about one thing:

I'm on your side. I got your back.
I'm behind you there and back.
I'm beside you through the night and through the day.
You have my heart. You have my prayer.
You have the promise of my care.
Your America's Hero all the way.
Now when you coming home?

From the Berkshires to the Hills of South Dakota,
Shenandoah to the wild Pacific Coast,
from the rocky coast of Maine to the great Midwestern plane,
from Boston all the way to LA

Hey brother and Kandahar, when you coming home?
You've been so long and you're too far gone and I'm missing you.
Like your father done before you in the jungles of Vietnam
And Grandpa back in ‘41 on the call from Uncle Sam.
I sing this song it's from all of us to you.
And we won't stop singing till you're home again.
In the land of the free, the home of the brave,
One nation, under God, indivisible.

Hey brother in Kandahar, when you coming home?