Iraq Lyrics - Mary Gauthier

I was army mechanic, I worked with the men 

I worked on my back, I tried to fit in 

Torque wrenches and ratchets, multi-meters and scales 

Grease on my face, grease on my hands, grease under my nails 

It was so hard to see 'til it attacked 

But my enemy wasn't Iraq 

Soldiers bartered and traded, that's the way our world works 

Trading favors for favors in the sand and the dirt 

What I wouldn't give them they'd try to take 

And when I refused them they made me pay 

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It was so hard to see 'til it attacked 

But my enemy wasn't Iraq 

I stood my ground, I didn't give in 

I drew a line again and again 

When they whistled and whispered 

When the wind kicked up dust 

I looked to the sky, asked the lord why I had no one to trust 

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It was so hard to see 'til it attacked 

But my enemy wasn't Iraq 

A salute and a wink, a little pat on the back 

My enemy wasn't Iraq