| I’m young and I’m strong
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| I’ve got this God forsaken world by the balls!
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| I’ve got a one-way ticket to freedom
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| Ain’t no one gonna take it from me
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| I was a soldier, age twenty-one
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| In a war I’m not sure what I was fighting for
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| And yet I turned from a boy to man there
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| Goodbye to innocence and a sweet sixteen
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| My whole life I could not arrange
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| My wicked ways I could never change
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| Dont' try, don’t try now to understand
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| For this is the ballad of a lonely man
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| Close to me is a photograph
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| Of a family left far, far behind
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| At once I had love it that slipped away from
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| I searched a lifetime but could not find
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| In a hospital bed, I’m violently ill
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| Just one more drink nurse I swear to God!
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| I’ve got my St. Anthony and my Whiskey
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| Yes I’m a veteran of three foreign wars!
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