| I’m a soldier of fortune
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| I’ve come to save the day
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| There’s a country that’s needs me
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| And an enemy to slay
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| All my friends are in uniform
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| God is on our side
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| But I’m leaving my baby back home
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| As we head for the ocean
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| Our spirits are high
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| To battle, to glory, what a lovely way to die!
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| Looking back at the shoreline
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| Ringing in my ears
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| Are the words of my baby back home
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| Where are you going to so far away
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| Your dreams of glory will soon fade away
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| We are so young, so much in love
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| Your country needs you but I need you more
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| So far away
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| Over there
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| Out on the frontline the story has changed
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| For the glory of battle is the myth on printed page
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| As my friends fall around me
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| I wonder when I die
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| Will they carry my body back home
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| What are you searching for so far away
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| Your dreams of glory will soon fade away
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| We are so young, so much in love
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| I’m so afraid I won’t see you again
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| Your country needs you but I need you more
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| So far away
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| Over there
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| So far away
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| Over there
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| Where are you going to so far away
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| Your dreams of glory will soon fade away
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| So many lives wasted away
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| So many die again and again
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| Some people say that the knights are all gone
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| Some people say that the dragons are dead
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| But the dragon lives on
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| As the spectre of war
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| And the killing and slaying goes on as before
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| Will it ever end
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| Oh … will it ever end
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| Will it ever end ??? |