Pantyhose

Boys march into war to serve and defeat

They were younger than me

Guns poke through the trees, death on a limb

They were aiming at him

And when the bullets came, he didn't duck

He wrapped her pantyhose around his neck

And he could feel the magic working

Keeping him from harm

Away to someplace mystical and warm

His lucky charm

Then he got caught, no cover at all

He breathed in her scent, not even a scratch

He didn't die when he stepped on a mine

They were violet and soft, it didn't go off

And when her letter came, he didn't cry

He wrapped her pantyhose around his eyes

And he could feel the magic working

Keeping him from harm

Even though she didn't love him anymore

Can't kill that lucky charm