Was a soldier , was not a hero went to war where non hero’s go
Was a farmer like his father from a small town where things go slow
Saw a southern boy lose his legs, another boy blinded , another boy died
Dived down into a shell hole shooting his rifle as loud he cried
Bring me home Bring me home
Bring me home Bring me home
Was a soldier , was not a hero went to war where non hero’s go.. Said
I fight for freedom, I think its worth it, if I don’t make it let my boys know
Hears the scream incoming mortar then all is quiet another mans down
All around him, dead men are smiling, he’s in the place only hero’s can go, now
Bring him home
Bring him home
They carry his body carry him high flag draped over his memory won’t die
Wifes tears fall to the tarmac , father & boy’s salute him
He’s a hero , they didn’t needs,
From the fight for freedom, he’s now free, and they
Bring him home
Hey bring him home
Was a farmer like his father from a small town where things go slow
Saw a southern boy lose his legs, another boy blinded , another boy died
Dived down into a shell hole shooting his rifle as loud he cried
Bring me home Bring me home
Bring me home Bring me home
Was a soldier , was not a hero went to war where non hero’s go.. Said
I fight for freedom, I think its worth it, if I don’t make it let my boys know
Hears the scream incoming mortar then all is quiet another mans down
All around him, dead men are smiling, he’s in the place only hero’s can go, now
Bring him home
Bring him home
They carry his body carry him high flag draped over his memory won’t die
Wifes tears fall to the tarmac , father & boy’s salute him
He’s a hero , they didn’t needs,
From the fight for freedom, he’s now free, and they
Bring him home
Hey bring him home
inviata da Billy -G-III - 15/6/2006 - 17:06
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The Author of the spong is a new Canadian Singer Songwriter from Toronto.
The link provides access to an experimental video produced in the U.K. as part of a students final year Degree Course.