Saturday, November 20, 2010

anti-war song

Cry, mama, cry
Cry until the blood red dawn

Cry, mama, cry
Cry until the blood red dawn

Because your boy ain't comin' back
No, your boy, he ain't comin' back home

Get that musty old veil out
Get it out and wear it proud

I said get that musty old veil out
Get it out and wear it proud

Because your love ain't comin' back
No, you ain't gonna see him no more

Go to the river
And spread the ashes 'round

Go to the river
And spread those ashes around

Because that's all you have left of them
That's all that's left of the war

I said that's all you have left of them
Things ain't like they were before

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