| From the bloody battlefield
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| we are coming home at last
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| with the wounds that never heal
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| we are coming home at last
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| Hear the long and broken line
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| not one comrade left behind
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| war is over, conflict past
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| we are coming come at last
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| From the self inflicted war
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| we are coming home at last
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| to the well worn open door
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| we are coming home at last
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| From abuse that did such harm
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| to the Father’s open arms
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| from the battle scorched and blast
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| we are coming home at last
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| Blow the bugle, beat the drum
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| from the war torn lands we come
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| oh the glory rag tag soldiers coming home
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| War is over, conflict past
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| we are coming come at last
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| God bless you all ! |