A soldier came back from war,
Though God is no respecter of persons.
He made it to the spring,
He was chosen by the guardian angel!
A soldier came back from war.
He took the guitar off the wall
And started singing an old song,
And smiled to himself through tears,
"Lord, I did return,
Alive..."
A soldier came back from war,
Though God is no respecter of persons.
When you meet him, bow your head
Before the one who touched eternity,
Before the one who did return
Alive...