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Cannons roared in the valley they thundered |
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While the guns lit up the night |
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Then it rained and both sides wondered |
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Who is wrong and who is right |
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On the wire like a ragged old scarecrow |
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Bloody hands and broken back |
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When they fire see him pirouette solo |
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Jump in time to the rat a tat |
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What a night though it's one of seven |
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What a night for the dancing dead |
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What a night to be called to heaven |
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What a picture to fill your head |
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By the wall in a silouette standing |
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Through a flash of sudden light |
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Cigarette from his mouth just hanging |
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Paper square to his heart pinned tight |
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Gather round reluctant marksmen |
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One of them to take his life |
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With a smile he gives them pardon |
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Leaves the dark and takes the light |
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They dispatch their precious cargo |
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Knock him back right off his feet |
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And they pray may no one follow |
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Better still to face the beast |
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When the field has become a garden |
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And the wall has stood the test |
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Children play and the dogs run barking |
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Who would think or who would guess |
