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Whisper under my breath, say a little prayer |
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Same as I do every time, |
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I step into the sun's bright glare |
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I am just a farm boy, lived up on the hill |
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Wanted to get away, now the army pays my bills |
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And I'm just dreaming of the time that |
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I can go home |
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I'm just dreaming of the time that |
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I can go home |
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Here comes a captain, take his anger out on me |
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Calls down fire upon my country's enemies |
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Wants me to pick our targets but all that |
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I can seeIs farmers and their families and a whole lot of misery, yeah' |
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Cos I'm just dreaming of the time when |
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I can go home |
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I'm just dreaming of the time when |
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I can go home |
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Say a little prayer now, second one today |
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Oh, sweet |
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Jesus, won't you take my sins away? |
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I'm dreaming of the time that |
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I can go home |
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I'm just dreaming of the time when |
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I can go home |
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Yeah, I'm dreaming of the time when |
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I can go home |
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I'm just dreaming of the time that |
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I can go home |
