Saddle up you soldiers! Grab your gear, gun and vest.
Time to come on home
From where we sent our best.
It’s high time…high time…to bring em home.

It’s time for sons to embrace their fathers,
For moms to hug their daughters.
For the little one’s to hold the voice they’ve heard but have not seen.
Pack it up and come on home…each and every courageous U.S. Marine.
It’s high time…high time…to bring em home.

Return home to this land of beauty
All who have performed your duty.
Let’s raise our flag together; forever we’ll all hail her.
Pack it up and come on home…each and every valiant U.S. sailor.
It’s high time…high time…to bring em home.

You can hold onto that unfinished letter.
We’ve got something better.
We’ve got a party planned right here at home in your own backyard.
Pack it up and come on home… you warriors of our own National Guard.
It’s high time…high time…to bring em home.

You’re about to get another taste of a home cooked meal.
This ain’t no drill, nor a dream…it’s for real.
We’re fixin a feast for each of you who have been so long at war.
Pack it up and come on home… you gallant one’s of the U.S. Air Corp.
It’s high time…high time…to bring em home.

We can’t wait to get our arms around you.
Our pride may astound you…our heroes of whom there are none too few.
We’ve prepared the essential re-entry resources
Pack it up and come on home… you servants of the U.S. Armed Forces.
It’s high time…high time…to bring em home.

Rally round em America!
May our pride remain aglow from sea to shining sea.
When you meet them on the sidewalk
Make sure to thank them for their sacrifice to this, our Land of the Free.
Let’s welcome them home America, to become all they’re created to be.
It’s high time…high time…to bring em home.