Jove's Hand

For God and Country, Forever and Always

My Uncle Sam
Written by
: M. D. Gifford II

 

Seems as though my travels brought, me, here

Don’t know where, or why, or how

My Uncle Sam has dropped, me, here

Says I got nothing left to fear

I’ll do my job, as best I can

And I’ll do my job, as best I can

 

But there’s no, guarantee, for tomorrow

 

Seems as though my troubles brought me here

Can’t place a where, a why, or how

My handy hands scripted me right here

Documents put me in the, high gear

 

I’ll do my job, as best I can

I’ll do my job, as best I can

 

But there’s no, guarantee, for tomorrow

But there’s no, guarantee, for tomorrow

 

Enough for now resurface my own peers

Don’t know where, or why, or how

My bloody man, it’s just so un-fair

Visions have made me single tears

 

And I’ll do my job, as best I can

I’ll do my job, as best I can

 

But there’s no, no guarantee see, for tomorrow

 

Seems as though my master led me here

Can’t place a where, or why, or how

My brother in arms graced this great, affair

Never lost or will to break my stare

 

I’ll do my job, as best I can

And I’ll do my job, as best I can

 

But there’s no, guarantee, for tomorrow

But there’s no, guarantee, for tomorrow

No, no, no, there’s no, guarantee, for tomorrow

Yeah, yeah, yeah, there’s no, no guarantee, for tomorrowf

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