| I’ll sing you a song of a time such as these
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| Though many a year as now passed
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| The lesson’s the same but the sentiments changed
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| The impression it made still does last for all
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| Serving his country
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| Enlist! |
| Do it now
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| He took up his arms
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| He would show
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| Such bravery as he took many a life
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| Of the people he would never know
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| Sing of me
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| Of all the men I killed
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| I know that this will build me up
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| Think of me
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| I know that I’ll be brave
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| They all fell down that day
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| Well after the war, people picked up their life
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| The damage was already done
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| While fatherless children slept under the door
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| And woke innocent to the sun
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| Please why me?
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| I know they’d take it back
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| Why can’t they take it back?
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| Comfort me
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| A child grows too fast
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| And now let him ask
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| A small little child sits and waits for his dad
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| Hands clutching a brown telegram
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| Informs him his father won’t be coming home
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| He gave up his life for his land
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| (Whoah-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
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| Sing of me
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| And all the men I’ve killed
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| I know that this will build me up
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| And think of me
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| I know that was brave
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| We all fell down that day
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| We all fell down that day
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| We all fell down that day
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| We all fell down that day
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| We all fell down that day |