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Home and done it's just begun |
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His heart weighs more, more than it ever did before |
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What has he done? God help my son |
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Hey,stay a while,l'll stay up |
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No sugar is enough to bring sweetness to his cup |
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I know sorrow tastes the same on any tongue |
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How was I to feel it |
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When a gun was in my hands |
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And l'd waited for so long |
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How was I to see straight |
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In the dust and blinding sun |
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Just a pair of boots on the ground |
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On the screen the young men die |
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The children cry in the rubble of their lives |
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What has he done? God help my son |
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Hey,stay a while,I'll stay up |
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The volume pumped right up but not enough to drown it out |
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I hear "Mama" sounds the same in any tongue |
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How am I to see you |
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When my faith stands in the way |
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And the wailing is long done |
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How am I to know you |
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With a joystick in my hand |
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When the call to arms has come |