War Is Hell (On the Homefront Too)

It was July, hot in Georgia in 1942

All the men were off to the war, and the women had nothing to do

I was 16 and hungry, looking for my first taste of love

When I brought the groceries to her door, I didn't know how close I was

Her long blond hair was flowing, and she smelled like sweet perfume

When I laid the groceries down

She said, "You don't have to leave so soon"

A woman sure gets lonely when her man's gone off to fight

She reached out for my trembling hand as teardrops filled her eyes

Then she said

"War is hell on the home front too

God only knows what a woman goes through

She still needs what a man that's gone can't do

I can't fight this fire alone, stay with me until it's gone

Oh, war is hell on the home front too"

It was July, hot inside me, as she led me to her bedroom door

The satin sheets and pleasures, I never knew I could feel before

My first taste of loving was everything it should have been

When a woman's fighting loneliness, it's a battle she can't win

I'll always remember what she did and what she said

But the one thing I'll remember most

Is the way she turned his picture over

Face down on the table by her bed

How she said

"War is hell on the home front too

God only knows what a woman goes through

She still needs what a man that's gone can't do

I can't fight this fire alone, stay with me until it's gone

Oh, war is hell on the home front too"

"War is hell on the home front too

God only knows what a woman goes through

She still needs what a man that's gone can't do

I can't fight this fire alone, stay with me until it's gone

Oh, war is hell on the home front too"

"War is hell on the home front too

God only knows what a woman goes through

She still needs what a man that's gone can't do

I can't fight this fire alone, stay with me until it's gone

Oh, war is hell on the home front too"