"I am a small and precious child, my Daddy's been sent to fight, the only place I will see his face, is in my dreams at night. He will be gone too many days for my young mind to keep track. I may be sad, but I am proud, my Daddy's got your back. I am a caring mother, my son has gone to war, My mind is filled with worries that I have never known before, Every day I try to keep my thoughts from turning black, I may be sad, but I am proud, my son has got your back. I am a strong and loving wife, with a husband soon to go, there are times I am terrified, in ways most never know. I bite my lip and force a smile, as I watch my husband pack, My heart may break but I am proud, my husband's got your back. I am a soldier; serving proudly, standing tall. I fight for freedom, yours and mine, by answering this call. I do my job while knowing, the thanks it sometimes lacks. Say a prayer that I come home, its me that's got your back."