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Heavy from walking
We stopped for the night
Near the shallow river
A never fright
But night fell on us before dawn
'Till all of our hope was over drawn
If every man lay down his gun
We would no longer be
'Cause your war is your sickness
And so it's our disease
O distant constant quarrelling lot
Your risk is greater than what you've got
Open your high road
You drag us along, the long road
Of our brothers gone
We didn't fight back
We fought to escape
Smuggling gasoline for food
Before we were of age
Your war is your sickness
And so it's our disease
O distant constant quarrelling lot
Your risk is greater than what you've got
Open your high road
You carry us along, the long road
Of our brothers gone
'Cause we are so uncertain
Of the future, that we may face
And we don't like the burning
Of the very flame we had in place
Some day we will be replaced by the guns of the sons and their fatherless rage
And we are not deserting
But we see no course to take
You hear the curtain falls
And heralds the curtain calls
Come out, come alive
Time is no lie
Everyone now in a row
So quiet and so devout
Can you resign yourself to accept
A better hell
We'll not fall in their curse
Facing life in prison or possibly worse
Our fathers are calling mass
Asking us to drink from the pain of their past life
O distant constant quarrelling lot
Your risk is greater than what you've got
Open your high road
You carry us along, the long road
Of our brothers gone
'Cause we are so uncertain
Of the future, that we may face
And we don't like the burning
Of the very flame we had in place
Some day we will be replaced by the guns of the sons and their fatherless rage
And we are not deserting
But we see no course to take
We stopped for the night
Near the shallow river
A never fright
But night fell on us before dawn
'Till all of our hope was over drawn
If every man lay down his gun
We would no longer be
'Cause your war is your sickness
And so it's our disease
O distant constant quarrelling lot
Your risk is greater than what you've got
Open your high road
You drag us along, the long road
Of our brothers gone
We didn't fight back
We fought to escape
Smuggling gasoline for food
Before we were of age
Your war is your sickness
And so it's our disease
O distant constant quarrelling lot
Your risk is greater than what you've got
Open your high road
You carry us along, the long road
Of our brothers gone
'Cause we are so uncertain
Of the future, that we may face
And we don't like the burning
Of the very flame we had in place
Some day we will be replaced by the guns of the sons and their fatherless rage
And we are not deserting
But we see no course to take
You hear the curtain falls
And heralds the curtain calls
Come out, come alive
Time is no lie
Everyone now in a row
So quiet and so devout
Can you resign yourself to accept
A better hell
We'll not fall in their curse
Facing life in prison or possibly worse
Our fathers are calling mass
Asking us to drink from the pain of their past life
O distant constant quarrelling lot
Your risk is greater than what you've got
Open your high road
You carry us along, the long road
Of our brothers gone
'Cause we are so uncertain
Of the future, that we may face
And we don't like the burning
Of the very flame we had in place
Some day we will be replaced by the guns of the sons and their fatherless rage
And we are not deserting
But we see no course to take
Lyrics submitted by AJGullo23
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Heavy from walking We stopped for the night Lettin' the shallow river unnerve our fright But night fell on us before dawn 'Till all of our hope was all but gone
If every man lay down his gun We would no longer be
'Cause your war is your sickness And so it's our disease
Oh distant constant quarrelling lot Your risk is greater than what you've got Up in your highroom You drag us along, the long road Of our brothers gone
We didn't fight back We fought to escape Smuggling gasoline for food Before we were of age
'Cause your war is your sickness And so it's our disease
Oh distant constant quarrelling lot Your risk is greater than what you've got Up in your highroom You carry us along, the long road Of our brothers gone
'Cause we are so uncertain Of the future, that we may face And we don't like the burning Up of everything we had in place Some day we will be replaced by the guns of the sons and their fatherless rage And we are not deserting But we see no course to take
No like a curtain falls And heralds the curtain calls Comrad come alike Time is no ally Little one are you in or out So quiet and so devout Can you resign yourself To accept a better hell We'll not fall in their curse Facing life in prison or possibly worse Our fathers are calling mass Asking us to drink from the pain of their past life
Oh distant constant quarrelling lot Your risk is greater than what you've got Up in your highroom You carry us along, the long road Of our brothers gone
'Cause we are so uncertain Of the future, that we may face And we don't like the burning Of everything we had in place Someday we will be replaced by the guns of the sons and their fatherless rage And we are not deserting But we see no course to take
In the riot of your machine gun ways