my occupation is soldier

it's four in the morning,
the love of my life,
a sleep at my side,
when i get the call,
to serve my country,
do my duty,
risk my life,
for this life i live,

I will fight a fight,
on the shores,
on the beaches,
in the daylight,
or the fall of night,
thru storms and sunshine,
i will fight on Easter,
and on christmas day,
for the way i live,
it will be repetition,
because my occupation is,
soldier,

No enemy is too big,
no foe is too threatening,
the team i have around me,
is the best there is,
they are my best friends,
we go bowling on wednesday,
clean our guns on thursday,
until we get the call to,
serve the country we love,
and would die for,
so our kids grandkids,
can live the life i live,
i am a soldier,

fighting in the cold,
of winter,
suriviving the heat of,
summer,
on the shores,
on the beaches,
in broad daylight,
or the dark of night,
no holiday i will take off,
to enjoy with my family,
though i may want to,
no machine can kill me,
i can see victory,
all of it seems like repetition,
my occupation is,
and always will be,
soldier.