Sabina

Sabine came from Texas

With a scar across her cheek

A razor blade had cut right through it

She didn't talk about it, yeah

But it was understood

That it had been done

By a man she once loved

What an awful thing to do

And man, when she looked at you

There was a sadness in her eyes

It really made me wonder

How someone could be so cruel

And cut so deep

Into someone so nice

Well, Sabina, Sabina, tell me how could he be so cruel

Sabina, what becomes of you

Well, Sabina, she made up her mind, she said

No, never again

But where's a girl go to get away from a man like that

She didn't have much school

No, she's your basic kinda girl

From a simple little town

With a monster in the woods

Well, the kids were grown

She sold the home

She wasn't coming back

She heard about a job in the middle of a war

In a kitchen in Iraq

Well, before she left, he called to say, he said

War's no place for you, you better stay

I wouldn't walk away from me

If you know what's good for you

No, she said, this is goodbye

And by the way, I hope you die

I can't see anything being worse than

Being with you

Well, Sabina, Sabina, tell me what else could you do

Sabina, what becomes of you

Sabina's got an army now

That treats her with respect

She brings them to a kitchen

In the middle of Iraq

And the men who work for her are like a little row of ducks

That form in lines behind her

Well, Sabina, Sabina, tell me what else could you do

Sabina, what becomes of you

Sabina's In the desert now, looking up at the stars

She's not afraid of anything anymore, not even of the bombs