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 work
 Keeping him from harm
 Away to someplace mystical and warm
 His lucky charm
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 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 work
 Keeping him from harm
 Even though she didn't love him anymore
 Can't kill that lucky charm