The Fall Of Troy Lyrics

	It’s the same with men as with horses and dogs
	Nothing wants to die
	Ethel and James they killed in a game
	With guns too big for their hands
	Just off St. Charles in no man’s land
	And you’ll have to find your own way home, boys
	You’ll have to find your own way home

	The oldest was Troy, an eighteen year old boy
	Shot dead in March in a robbery
	His brothers started out to hell and to ruin
	Troy’s killer was never caught, they say
	Young Nick, he just went bad that day
	Now he’ll have to find his own way home, boys
	He’ll have to find his own way home

	Why cook dinner, why make my bed
	Why come home at all?
	Out the door and through the woods
	There’s a world where nothing grows

	It’s hard to say grace and to sit in the place
	Of someone missing at the table
	Mom’s hair sprayed tight and her face in her hands
	Watching TV for answers to me
	After all she’s only human
	And she’s trying to find her own way home, boys
	She’s trying to find her own way home

	My legs ache, my heart is sore
	The well is full of pennies

	It' s the same with men as with horses and dogs
	Nothing wants to die
	Ethel and James they killed in a game
	With guns too big for their hands
	Just off St. Charles in no man' s land
	And you' ll have to find your own way home, boys
	You' ll have to find your own way home

	The oldest was Troy, an eighteen year old boy
	Shot dead in March in a robbery
	His brothers started out to hell and to ruin
	Troy' s killer was never caught, they say
	Young Nick, he just went bad that day
	Now he' ll have to find his own way home, boys
	He' ll have to find his own way home

	Why cook dinner, why make my bed
	Why come home at all?
	Out the door and through the woods
	There' s a world where nothing grows

	It' s hard to say grace and to sit in the place
	Of someone missing at the table
	Mom' s hair sprayed tight and her face in her hands
	Watching TV for answers to me
	After all she' s only human
	And she' s trying to find her own way home, boys
	She' s trying to find her own way home

	My legs ache, my heart is sore
	The well is full of pennies

	It' s the same with men as with horses and dogs
	Nothing wants to die
	Ethel and James they killed in a game
	With guns too big for their hands
	Just off St. Charles in no man' s land
	And you' ll have to find your own way home, boys
	You' ll have to find your own way home

	The oldest was Troy, an eighteen year old boy
	Shot dead in March in a robbery
	His brothers started out to hell and to ruin
	Troy' s killer was never caught, they say
	Young Nick, he just went bad that day
	Now he' ll have to find his own way home, boys
	He' ll have to find his own way home

	Why cook dinner, why make my bed
	Why come home at all?
	Out the door and through the woods
	There' s a world where nothing grows

	It' s hard to say grace and to sit in the place
	Of someone missing at the table
	Mom' s hair sprayed tight and her face in her hands
	Watching TV for answers to me
	After all she' s only human
	And she' s trying to find her own way home, boys
	She' s trying to find her own way home

	My legs ache, my heart is sore
	The well is full of pennies

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