"War Is Hell (On The Homefront, Too)" Lyrics

It was July hot in Georgia in 1942 all the men were
off to war and the woman had nothing to do.
I was sixteen and hungry looking for my first taste
of love, When I brought the groceries to the door I
didn't know how close I was.
Her long blond hair was flowing and she smelled like
sweet perfume. When I laid her groceries down she said
you don't have to leave so soon.
A woman sure gets lonely when a men gone off to fight.
She reached up for my trembling hand as tear drops
filled her eyes then she said.

Chores:

War is hell on the home front too.
God only knows what a woman goes though.
She still needs what a man that's gone can't do.

I can't fight this fire along stay with me until it's
gone. Ooh war is Hell on the Home front Too.
It was July hot in side me as she lead me to the bed
room door with satin sheets and pleasure
(I never knew I could feel before).
My first taste of lovin' 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 remember most was
the way she turned his picture over on the table by
her bed and now she says.

Chores:

War is hell on the home front too.
God only knows what a woman goes though.
She still needs what a man that's gone can't do.
I can't fight this fire along stay with me until it's
gone. Ooh war is hell on the home front too.
(Repeat x2) And then fades out.

(The line in brackets not sure if it is right)