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Lonely soldier go home |
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Lonely, but never alone |
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Good eyes see nothing to shoot |
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Good feet feel good giving up good boots |
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So ask your father how'd you fall |
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Ask your father how'd you fall |
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Like a leaf sitting on the ground |
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Good for nothing 'cept kicking around |
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She died with her hands stretched out |
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She died with a hungry mouth |
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She died with her mind full of doubt |
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And thoughts of weakening |
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So may your river never dry |
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And may your mouth never lie |
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And may you be satisfied to never know why |
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Sometimes someone just wants to die |
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So where'd you get those cuts in your hand |
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I thought I told you about playing in the sand |
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There's always someone careless with glass |
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There's always questions you don't want to ask. |
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She died with her hands stretched out |
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She died with a hungry mouth |
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She died with her mind full of doubt |
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And thoughts of weakening |
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So may your river never dry |
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And may your mouth never lie |
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And may you be satisfied to never know why |
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Sometimes someone just wants to die |
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So lonely soldier go home |
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Lonely, but never alone |
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Good eyes see nothing to shoot |
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Good feet feel good giving up good boots |
