| This is a call to arms, hold your darling tight
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| And don’t let her go with the fork in the road
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| This is a call to arms, this is a call to arms…
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| Let us not be defeated, even though we can’t win
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| ‘Cause I see there’s a crack in the walls of the mess that we’re in
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| And let us not be divided, I cannot make it alone
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| But I’ve got a heart full of somebody calling me home
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| And she says:
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| This is a call to arms, hold your darling tight
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| And don’t let her go with the fork in the road
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| This is a call to arms, this is a call to arms…
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| I’ve never been one for fighting
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| Yeah, but I’m not about to lay down
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| ‘Cause I still have my face (faith?) in the dust of this dirty old town
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| And I wouldn’t have it all easy, so come on, let the hard times begin
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| And let’s kick through the crack of the walls of the mess that we’re in
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| And I say:
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| This is a call to arms, hold your darling tight
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| And don’t let her go with the fork in the road
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| This is a call to arms, this is a call to arms…
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| Do you remember old Danny?
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| It’s been so long since he died
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| Well, he was just a man who loved one woman for all of his life
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| And under hospital blankets, family stood round his bed
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| He was too weak to talk, but he lifted his eyes and they said:
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| «Darling, be strong; |
| even though I’ll be gone
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| Still I want you to know your love has meant everything
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| Now pick up your voice and sing ‘cause:
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| This is a call to arms, hold your darling tight
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| And don’t let her go with the fork in the road
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| This is a call to arms, this is a call to arms…"
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| Well this is a call to arms, hold your darling tight
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| And don’t let her go with the fork in the road
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| Well this is a call to arms, yeah now this is a call to arms
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| This is a call to arms, this is a call to arms… |