End of Service

I didn't turn on my radio today I won't have to answer a call There'll be no lights and sirens No task that seems too big or small My services won't be needed I should have slept easy last night Today I put down my badge and gun My handcuffs, my pepper spray, and my flashlight I say goodbye to my other family The one who shared those lonesome shifts That only led to complaints Not compliments or gifts Some say it's a calling Which is starting to ring true Because inside I still hear you My brothers and sisters in blue But when I walk out the door today Only my worries on my mind May the burden rest on someone else's shoulders I'm 10-42 for good this time