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16 years old when I went to the war,<br />To fight for a land fit for heroes,<br />God on my side, and a gun in my hand,<br />Chasing my days down to zero,<br />And I marched and I fought and I bled and I died,<br />And I never did get any older,<br />But I knew at the time that a year in the line,<br />Was a long enough life for a soldier.<br /><br />We all volunteered, and we wrote down our names,<br />And we added two years to our ages,<br />Eager for life and ahead of the game,<br />Ready for history's pages,<br />And we brawled and we fought and we whored 'til we stood,<br />Ten thousand shoulder to shoulder,<br />A thirst for the Hun, we were food for the gun,<br />And that's what you are when you're soldiers.<br /><br />I heard my friend cry, and he sank to his knees,<br />Coughing blood as he screamed for his mother,<br />And I fell by his side, and that's how we died,<br />Clinging like kids to each other,<br />And I lay in the mud and the guts and the blood,<br />And I wept as his body grew colder,<br />And I called for my mother and she never came,<br />Though it wasn't my fault and I wasn't to blame,<br />The day not half over and ten thousand slain,<br />And now there's nobody remembers our names,<br />And that's how it is for each soldier.
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16 years old when I went to the war,<br />To fight for a land fit for heroes,<br />God on my side, and a gun in my hand,<br />Chasing my days down to zero,<br />And I marched and I fought and I bled and I died,<br />And I never did get any older,<br />But I knew at the time that a year in the line,<br />Was a long enough life for a soldier.<br /><br />We all volunteered, and we wrote down our names,<br />And we added two years to our ages,<br />Eager for life and ahead of the game,<br />Ready for history's pages,<br />And we brawled and we fought and we whored 'til we stood,<br />Ten thousand shoulder to shoulder,<br />A thirst for the Hun, we were food for the gun,<br />And that's what you are when you're soldiers.<br /><br />I heard my friend cry, and he sank to his knees,<br />Coughing blood as he screamed for his mother,<br />And I fell by his side, and that's how we died,<br />Clinging like kids to each other,<br />And I lay in the mud and the guts and the blood,<br />And I wept as his body grew colder,<br />And I called for my mother and she never came,<br />Though it wasn't my fault and I wasn't to blame,<br />The day not half over and ten thousand slain,<br />And now there's nobody remembers our names,<br />And that's how it is for each soldier.
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