Scrape the mud off your boots and let's go home
Throw your gun in the dirt, we're going home
They can't tell us what to do anymore
I'm sick of fighting their bloody war
Take your mind off your brother lying there
Though he died for his flag, he didn't care
In the morning light,
when the time drew nigh I heard him pray,
Lord,
don't let me die
Don't let me die
Well, take the brunt of the argument always
And it all rests on what the politician says
But he ain't lying here
in the smell of blood He's too busy shouting,
the cause is good
The cause is good The cause is good
The cause is good
The cause is good
The cause is good
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