My brother went off to fight the war
I walked down to the liquor store
He gotta one way ticket to Iraq
I bought a carton of smokes and two six packs

I'm not going to Sadr City
I'm not going to Sadr City
Took my brother and that's a pity
Now momma cries and daddy drinks whiskey
I'm not going to Sadr City

Now we don't talk about over there
We just fight the fight and say our prayers
Hey Uncle Sam look at what we got
c folded up flag in a shadow box

I'm not going to Sadr City
I'm not going to Sadr City
Took my brother and that's a pity
Now momma cries and daddy drinks whiskey
I'm not going to Sadr City
(But I'd go for you... where's my gun, where's my boots)

Politicians always pointing them fingers
Looking for somebody to blame
What about my baby brother
Do you even know his name

I'm not going to Sadr City
I'm not going to Sadr City
Took my brother and that's a pity
Now momma cries and daddy drinks whiskey

I'm not going to Sadr City
I'm not going to Sadr City
Took my brother and that's a pity
Now momma cries and daddy drinks whiskey