I've walked the miles through mud and the rain
Side by side with brothers feeling each other's pain
In that dark foxhole where secrets often hide
I saw his rifle felt a bond deep inside
Out on the range where echoes of shots sing
We train with purpose knowing the danger it brings
His hand on the trigger steady and proud
I envied his skill and thought things out loud
This is my brother's rifle it's part of my soul
We share the same burden it's a piece of the whole
In the nights cold and lonely under stars in the sky
I see his shadow beside me a bond that won't die
In the heat of battle where bravery is tested
Our spirits entwined never a moment rested
His rifle sings justice a tune cold and profound
I feel a strange longing never spoken aloud
Back in the barracks where thoughts run deep
In dreams and whispers secrets we keep
His rifle rests easy on the rack near his bed
And in those quiet moments our lives are easily read
This is my brother's rifle it's forged from the fire
It's bound us together our dreams and desire
In the chaos and calm where fears intertwine
We are forever connected through that cold steel line