Lyrics For the Country - Einar Stray Orchestra

For the Country

Bullets in the bellies of our babies
Careless cash on useless machines
A military youngster kissed his lady
«good bye, my love, good bye»
«good bye, my love, good bye
I will never see you again
The terrorist will hunt me down
The terrorist will kill your man
See you in heaven, my love
I don’t know why, but I have to
Fire my gun at their hearts
I’m not sure why, but they told me
It is for the country
I guess it’s for the country"