Land of the Bloody Unknown Lyrics

Song	Land of the Bloody Unknown
Artist	The Middle East
Album	I Want That You Are Always Happy
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	There were letters unopened at the foot of my bed
	When I woke up with you in the morn
	There were lions roaring on ships in the harbour
	The night my true love was born
	There’s a minstrel singing of the holy dove
	On the mountain of old St Jerome
	There is glass on the floor of the hallway I walk
	When the stars bear down from their throne
	And the old southern cross is shown
	And it points down the sad road home
	To the land of the bloody unknown
	I heard that your mother took off in the fall
	With her pretty curls and her wooden spoon
	I heard you whispering to yourself last night
	She’ll be coming home some day soon
	Well the wine you drink is stained deep in your shirt
	And just like the sin in my soul
	It is never ever ever ever coming out
	While the stars bear down from their throne
	And the old southern cross is shown
	And it points down the sad road home
	To the land of the hunter dancing under the trigger
	And the bride washing up on the shore
	I could never really dance that well
	I can’t raise the flags or ring them bells
	But I can shoot my gun down the line towards my home
	To the land of the bloody unknown
	There’s a black dog watching over me in my sleep
	And I stir just to toss him the bone
	There’s a red moon rising on the hills tonight
	Where the stars bear down from their throne
	And the old southern cross is shown
	And it points down the sad road home

	There were letters unopened at the foot of my bed
	When I woke up with you in the morn
	There were lions roaring on ships in the harbour
	The night my true love was born
	There' s a minstrel singing of the holy dove
	On the mountain of old St Jerome
	There is glass on the floor of the hallway I walk
	When the stars bear down from their throne
	And the old southern cross is shown
	And it points down the sad road home
	To the land of the bloody unknown
	I heard that your mother took off in the fall
	With her pretty curls and her wooden spoon
	I heard you whispering to yourself last night
	She' ll be coming home some day soon
	Well the wine you drink is stained deep in your shirt
	And just like the sin in my soul
	It is never ever ever ever coming out
	While the stars bear down from their throne
	And the old southern cross is shown
	And it points down the sad road home
	To the land of the hunter dancing under the trigger
	And the bride washing up on the shore
	I could never really dance that well
	I can' t raise the flags or ring them bells
	But I can shoot my gun down the line towards my home
	To the land of the bloody unknown
	There' s a black dog watching over me in my sleep
	And I stir just to toss him the bone
	There' s a red moon rising on the hills tonight
	Where the stars bear down from their throne
	And the old southern cross is shown
	And it points down the sad road home

	There were letters unopened at the foot of my bed
	When I woke up with you in the morn
	There were lions roaring on ships in the harbour
	The night my true love was born
	There' s a minstrel singing of the holy dove
	On the mountain of old St Jerome
	There is glass on the floor of the hallway I walk
	When the stars bear down from their throne
	And the old southern cross is shown
	And it points down the sad road home
	To the land of the bloody unknown
	I heard that your mother took off in the fall
	With her pretty curls and her wooden spoon
	I heard you whispering to yourself last night
	She' ll be coming home some day soon
	Well the wine you drink is stained deep in your shirt
	And just like the sin in my soul
	It is never ever ever ever coming out
	While the stars bear down from their throne
	And the old southern cross is shown
	And it points down the sad road home
	To the land of the hunter dancing under the trigger
	And the bride washing up on the shore
	I could never really dance that well
	I can' t raise the flags or ring them bells
	But I can shoot my gun down the line towards my home
	To the land of the bloody unknown
	There' s a black dog watching over me in my sleep
	And I stir just to toss him the bone
	There' s a red moon rising on the hills tonight
	Where the stars bear down from their throne
	And the old southern cross is shown
	And it points down the sad road home

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