Five o'clock call up, I've been dreading for this moment Where I've got nowhere to go, And my blood-count running low.
So think of me, of what I did, what I felt, When I left that winter morning. You should know me by now, I'm alone and running scared.
Take me home my legs are too tired, 'Cause I've been walking on this dusty road way too long. Take me home my legs are too tired, 'Cause I've been walking on this dusty road way too long for my own good.
Kill them all tonight, We've got orders from the captain. But there's no sign of self-esteem In my young but dying heart
So mother think of me, of what I did and what I felt And what I could not feel, When I had you in my life. Mother think of me, of what I did and what I felt And what I could not feel, When you had me in your life.
Take me home my legs are too tired, 'Cause I've been walking on this dusty road way too long. Take me home my legs are too tired, 'Cause I've been walking on this dusty road way too long. [x2]
Steadily we march along Join me in the marching song Hand to hand and heart to heart Bearing each a soldier's part Come what will beneath the sun We are soldiers marching on 'Neath the old flag flying free Marching on to victory [x2]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
