The Man I Shot
That man I shot, he was trying to kill me
He was trying to kill me, he was trying to kill me
That man I shot, I didn't know him
Was doing my job, maybe so was he
That man I shot, I was in his homeland
I was there to help him, he didn't want me there
I did not hate him, I still don't hate him
He was trying to kill me, and I had to take him down
That man I shot, I still can see him
When I should be sleeping, tossing and turning
He's looking at me, eyes looking through me
Broke out in cold sweat, when I see him standing there
That man I shot, shot not in anger
There's no denying it was in self-defense
But when I close my eyes, I still can see him
I feel his last breath in the calm dead of night
That man I shot, he was trying to kill me
He was trying to kill me, he was trying to kill me
Sometimes I wonder if I should be there
I hold my little ones until he disappears
I hold my little ones until he disappears
I hold my little ones until we disappear
And I'm not crazy or at least I never was
But there's this big thing I can't get rid of
That man I shot, did he have little ones?
That he was so proud of, that he won't see grow up?
Was walking down his street, maybe I was in his yard
Was trying to do good, I just don't understand
I just don't understand
I just don't understand