| Held his cards close to his chest
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| And smiled across the mud
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| Blew the smoke from a green flak vest
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| And laid back like a god
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| Saved my life a million times
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| Before I knew his name
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| Watched him die between the lines
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| Praying for his pain
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| For all the struggle that you go through
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| For sorrow that we cause
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| For all the trouble that you go to
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| For all your mortal flaws
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| For every wicked sinner born anew
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| And every fallen angel turning blue
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| For every long, lost soul without a shoe
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| Hey, for all, for all that you do
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| This blood’s for you
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| Kicked the dust between the rows
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| And dug and empty well
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| Broke the plow then blew his nose
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| And cursed the sky to hell
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| Said its got so dry out here
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| That I can’t even cry
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| I can’t work and I can’t speak
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| But it’s too damn hot to die
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| For all the struggle that you go through
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| For sorrow that we cause
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| For all the trouble we put you to
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| For all our mortal flaws
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| For every wicked sinner born anew
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| Yeah for every fallen angel turning blue
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| For every long, lost soul without a shoe
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| Hey, for all, for all that you do
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| This blood’s for you
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| God put his son upon the world
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| To spare the sins of men
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| Let them kill him on a cross
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| And then took him home again
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| Maybe he’s a vengeful god
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| And maybe we’re to blame
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| Maybe we’re just paying back
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| The blood and death and pain
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| For all the struggle that you go through
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| For sorrow that we cause
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| For all the trouble we put you through
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| For all our mortal flaws
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| And for every wicked sinner born anew
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| And for every fallen angel turning blue
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| Yeah, for every long, lost soul without a shoe
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| Yeah, for all, for all that you do
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| This blood’s for you |