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Scr*pe 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 blood 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".
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We take the brunt of the argumental ways
An' 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"
(Repeat and fade).