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Ron Trueman-Border
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[2000]
Album "American Ghosts"
Album Cover
I was a boy in that man’s world, sent to fight on foreign shores
They put a rifle in my hand and told me righteous was the cause
It was winter everywhere; I thought the rain would never stop
All I saw was mud and blood, all I thought about was home

They give me morphine for my wounds but they canít take away my pain

I’ve seen all too much too soon and I will never be the same
I’ve crawled through that razor wire. I’ve broken bread where dead men lay
All for the kingdom and the crown I took a young man’s life today
They say the Germans are to blame; they call them devils to a man
But all too human is the blood that stains these soldiers hands

They give me morphine for my wounds but they canít take away my pain

If heaven is a dream of home then hell must be this battlefield
Where fallen men lie cold as stone where deathís dark secrets are revealed
Where is the son my mother knew? Where is the boy I used to be?
Long gone and lost without a trace in that no mans land they call Gallipoli

They give me morphine for my wounds but they canít take away my pain

No surgeon’s hands, no medic aid could ever heal these battle scars
Now and forever I will be a casualty of war

They give me morphine for my wounds but they canít take away my pain
They give me morphine for my wounds but they canít take away my pain

inviata da Alessandro - 13/11/2008 - 08:15



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