| Conscientious objector
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| Hey mama go and grab the tractor
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| Daddy says I gotta till these fields tonight
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| Conscientious objector
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| Hey where the fuck’s my tractor?
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| I said mama, I done lost that tractor again
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| And it’s not that I’m afraid to die
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| I stand up for my own
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| There is something that I can’t deny
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| Deep within my soul
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| Don’t believe at all
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| In what we’re fighting for
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| And I can see that we were wrong
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| And though the bombs keep falling in the dead
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| Of the night
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| I’m singing
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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| I guess I’ve never stopped believing that love
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| Can survive
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| I’m singing
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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| Father said
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| It’s time to be a man
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| To serve for what you’ve known
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| But my father does not understand
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| My conscience won’t let go
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| Don’t believe at all
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| In what we’re dying for
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| Now I can see that we were wrong
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| And though the bombs keep falling in the dead of the night
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| I’m singing
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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| I guess I’ve never stopped believing that love' still alive
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| I’m singing
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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| Wanna turn away
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| Wanna turn and walk away
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| And just leave it all
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| Cause it’s not my place
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| No it’s not our place to stay
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| And though the bombs keep falling in the dead of the night
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| I’m singing
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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| I guess I’ve never stopped believing that love can survive
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| I’m singing
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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| And though the bombs keep falling in the dead of the night
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| I’m singing
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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| I guess I’ve never stopped believing that love can survive
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| I’m singing
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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| I’m not afraid to die
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| I stand for my own
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| Oh
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| But I can’t deny
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| That we are so wrong
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| Oh |