Song for the Dead

Deep in the field
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 A lone soldier stands
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 With mud on his boot
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 And blood on his hands
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 They left him behind
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 To bury the dead
 
 And to say a few words on behalf of the leadership
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 Pardon me, boys
 If I slip off my pack
 And sit for a while with you
 I'd like to explain
 Why you fine young men had to be blown apart
 To defend this mud hole
 Now our country, boys
 Though it's quite far away
 Found itself jeopardized
 Endangered, boys
 By these very gooks
 Who lie here beside you
 Forever near
 Forever
 We'd like to express
 Our deep admiration
 For your courage under fire
 And your willingness to die
 For your country, boys
 We won't forget
 We won't forget