| Song | A Leader On Losing Control |
| Artist | Corb Lund |
| Album | Horse Soldier! Horse Soldier! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Corby Lund |
| [00:31.192] | I tried my best to stop them, yes, I tried to make them wait |
| [00:35.148] | And I appealed to their decency show mercy on this day |
| [00:39.504] | I issued them strong orders on pain of death and disarray |
| [00:43.902] | But in the end they would not listen and raised their lances anyway |
| [00:54.025] | Men of no account they were, their breeding crude and low |
| [00:57.936] | With not a trace of wisdom, Grace or virtue in their souls |
| [01:02.265] | Yet trained them long and hard I did to bend them to the crown |
| [01:06.666] | To act as tools of justice, follow edict handed down |
| [01:33.063] | You see these were not militia men, a-fighting for their homes |
| [01:37.397] | Nor fathers, sons nor husbands, sire, but foreigners on loan |
| [01:42.463] | Mercenary killers, career soldiers to a man |
| [01:46.535] | Lashing out with vengeance one cannot accept or understand |
| [02:39.874] | I could not instill the discipline 'twas duty to inspire |
| [02:44.127] | And they responded in the end to instincts of the basest kind |
| [02:49.070] | Now on my knee before you here, I drop my eyes in shame |
| [02:53.334] | Albeit little consolation take my head for I'm to blame |
| [03:12.933] | O, so spoke the leader on losing control |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Corby Lund |
| [00:31.192] | I tried my best to stop them, yes, I tried to make them wait |
| [00:35.148] | And I appealed to their decency show mercy on this day |
| [00:39.504] | I issued them strong orders on pain of death and disarray |
| [00:43.902] | But in the end they would not listen and raised their lances anyway |
| [00:54.025] | Men of no account they were, their breeding crude and low |
| [00:57.936] | With not a trace of wisdom, Grace or virtue in their souls |
| [01:02.265] | Yet trained them long and hard I did to bend them to the crown |
| [01:06.666] | To act as tools of justice, follow edict handed down |
| [01:33.063] | You see these were not militia men, afighting for their homes |
| [01:37.397] | Nor fathers, sons nor husbands, sire, but foreigners on loan |
| [01:42.463] | Mercenary killers, career soldiers to a man |
| [01:46.535] | Lashing out with vengeance one cannot accept or understand |
| [02:39.874] | I could not instill the discipline ' twas duty to inspire |
| [02:44.127] | And they responded in the end to instincts of the basest kind |
| [02:49.070] | Now on my knee before you here, I drop my eyes in shame |
| [02:53.334] | Albeit little consolation take my head for I' m to blame |
| [03:12.933] | O, so spoke the leader on losing control |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Corby Lund |
| [00:31.192] | I tried my best to stop them, yes, I tried to make them wait |
| [00:35.148] | And I appealed to their decency show mercy on this day |
| [00:39.504] | I issued them strong orders on pain of death and disarray |
| [00:43.902] | But in the end they would not listen and raised their lances anyway |
| [00:54.025] | Men of no account they were, their breeding crude and low |
| [00:57.936] | With not a trace of wisdom, Grace or virtue in their souls |
| [01:02.265] | Yet trained them long and hard I did to bend them to the crown |
| [01:06.666] | To act as tools of justice, follow edict handed down |
| [01:33.063] | You see these were not militia men, afighting for their homes |
| [01:37.397] | Nor fathers, sons nor husbands, sire, but foreigners on loan |
| [01:42.463] | Mercenary killers, career soldiers to a man |
| [01:46.535] | Lashing out with vengeance one cannot accept or understand |
| [02:39.874] | I could not instill the discipline ' twas duty to inspire |
| [02:44.127] | And they responded in the end to instincts of the basest kind |
| [02:49.070] | Now on my knee before you here, I drop my eyes in shame |
| [02:53.334] | Albeit little consolation take my head for I' m to blame |
| [03:12.933] | O, so spoke the leader on losing control |