| It’s January 1970
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| Do you remember me?
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| You put me on a boat across the sea
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| In the name of victory
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| But much to my surprise when I arrived
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| There was no welcoming committee
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| Instead there was a man for me to kill
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| And now I see how this is all too real
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| Then I saw him standing with a bayonet
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| And as I ran towards him he hardly broke a sweat
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| When I took his life he fell to his knees
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| And as his eyes began to fade
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| He whispered softly
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| Godspeed this letter
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| Away from here
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| I’ve sealed it with my tears
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| And stamped it with my fears
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| And Godspeed this letter
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| Away from you
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| My work done here is through
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| I’m on my way to better days
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| And so are you
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| And in his pocket there
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| I saw a picture of his children and his family
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| And I began to realize
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| This person I despised
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| In actuality
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| Was not much different from myself
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| We probably could have taught each other many things
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| And now I know it’s much too late although I couldn’t hesitate
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| I check his gun and his chamber was empty
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| Then I saw him standing with a bayonet
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| And as I ran towards him he hardly broke a sweat
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| When I took his life he fell to his knees
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| And as his eyes began to fade
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| He whispered softly
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| Godspeed this letter
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| Away from here
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| I’ve sealed it with my tears
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| And stamped it with my fears
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| And Godspeed this letter
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| Away from you
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| My work done here is through
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| I’m on my way to better days
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| And so are you
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| Oh, we know not what we’ve done
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| And oh, we know not what we’ve done
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| Godspeed this letter
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| Away from here
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| I’ve sealed it with my tears
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| And stamped it with my fears
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| And Godspeed this letter
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| Away from you
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| My work done here is through
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| I’m on my way to better days
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| And so are you |