He was a soldier
not much older than me
-when I was 17
They shipped him off to war
to protect us all from tyranny
He wrote a letter,
He told his mom his hidden fear
-It said, "What am I doing here?,
Oh Momma, I don't wanna kill
I pray to God I never will, I love you dear"
And he was fighting for his country
So full of pride but so alone
And he was thinking of his family
and the life that he had known
In that instant life was over,
He never came home..
They gave him honours
and praised the way that he had died
-But his mom just cried and cried
Her tears of sorrow on the flag
her tomorrow's never coming back
And he was fighting for his country
Now she is proud but so alone
A broken heart, a vivid memory,
A simple cross upon a stone..
On that day her life was over
He never came home..
Now I'm not saying we're right, they're wrong
I just kinda wish we all could get along
Count the money, count the cost,
Count the precious live's we've lost
If there was no religion
would there be peace on earth
No preaching hatred to the children,
What's this all worth?!
Soldier we will not forget you
A fallen hero where you lay
And though we never met you
Thanks for the sacrifice you made
'cos you were fighting for our country
and the life that we all know
God! , -Why cant this be over,
Why can't they all come home..
Yeah, they shipped him off to war
and he never came home..
not much older than me
-when I was 17
They shipped him off to war
to protect us all from tyranny
He wrote a letter,
He told his mom his hidden fear
-It said, "What am I doing here?,
Oh Momma, I don't wanna kill
I pray to God I never will, I love you dear"
And he was fighting for his country
So full of pride but so alone
And he was thinking of his family
and the life that he had known
In that instant life was over,
He never came home..
They gave him honours
and praised the way that he had died
-But his mom just cried and cried
Her tears of sorrow on the flag
her tomorrow's never coming back
And he was fighting for his country
Now she is proud but so alone
A broken heart, a vivid memory,
A simple cross upon a stone..
On that day her life was over
He never came home..
Now I'm not saying we're right, they're wrong
I just kinda wish we all could get along
Count the money, count the cost,
Count the precious live's we've lost
If there was no religion
would there be peace on earth
No preaching hatred to the children,
What's this all worth?!
Soldier we will not forget you
A fallen hero where you lay
And though we never met you
Thanks for the sacrifice you made
'cos you were fighting for our country
and the life that we all know
God! , -Why cant this be over,
Why can't they all come home..
Yeah, they shipped him off to war
and he never came home..
Contributed by giorgio - 2013/5/6 - 08:15
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Lyrics & Music by Craig Ballantyne
Emotionally charged and melodically acoustic/orchestral, Soldier is a song of respect for the life of a soldier killed in action.