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Where are the legs with which you run? |
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Where are the legs with which you run? |
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When first you went to take a gun? |
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Indeed, your dancing days are gone |
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Where is the flame that once was burning |
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Deep inside your soft brown eyes? |
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Where is the soul that once was yearning |
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For peace but not for sacrifice? |
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I'm happy for to see you home |
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I'm happy for to see you home |
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So low in flesh so high in bone |
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Well I can sense your fears unknown |
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So, Hip Hurray, the drums are beating |
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But they call on him in vain |
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Hip Hurray, his heart is bleeding |
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He will never dance again |
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Hip Hurray, the war bells summon |
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All the men to go to war |
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Johnny, Johnny, I hardly knew ye |
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You should have known it before |