The smell of earth carries in the morning air
A line of dew frost forming in his hair
A father and son out braving the cold
Waiting for a gift that's worth more gold
Since he was born, they've been out on their own
He's a child of the land, sweat, blood, and bone
Ain't got a lot of money, but he got a lot of game
When a doe steps out, and a boy takes aim
Yeah, it comes down to the moment of truth
Can you take a life to feed a family of two
The boy said, "Nothing against you, but if I gotta choose...
Between you and me, you're just the blood on my boots"
The blood on my boots
Wake up in the morning at 4:45
Just another day in the box trying to stay alive
He never thought this would be the life he'd choose
Of a military man with something to prove
Later in the morning, he'd be out on patrol
When all hell would break loose as the rockets explode
Pinned down in the mountain surrounded on all sides
There was nowhere to run, there was nowhere to hide
Yeah, it'd come down to that moment of truth
Can you kill a man who's trying to kill you?
I've got nothing against you, but if I gotta choose
Between you and me, you're the just blood on my boots
The blood on my boots
Time goes on and the road gets long
Demigods rise as the good men fall
An age of control, where your rights are wrong
That dream that he bled for no longer belongs
Always comes down to the moment of truth
Can you fight the man, who's trying to own you?
Take it all away, then I got nothing to lose
So if it's between you and me, you're just the blood on my boots
The blood on my boots
When I got nothing to lose
You'll be the blood on my boots