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Standing at the stone |
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Of one of our own |
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He died saving my life |
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He took the lead |
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Aimed for my head |
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Such love shown I'd never known |
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Give me the gun |
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I love you |
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A job half done |
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Isn't done |
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Standing at the stone |
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Of one of our own |
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He took the plug |
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And he hit the rug |
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Such love shown I've never known |
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Now I don't want to know tomorrow |
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So, give me the gun |
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I love you |
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A job half done |
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Isn't done |
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Kneeling at the stone |
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Of one of our own |
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He took a round |
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And he hit the ground |
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He took the blast |
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His very last |
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I have no use for tomorrow |
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No use for tomorrow |
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No use for tomorrow |
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No use for tomorrow |
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No use for tomorrow |
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No use for... |
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No use for... |
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No use for tomorrow |
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No use for tomorrow |
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No... |
