A thousand went to take the island Chances strong as broken twigs And a thousand stayed there at the island Met their fate fate at the Bay of Pigs
They were told when they arrived They'd be helped by Castro's men But they found out, those who survived That the CIA was wrong again
Why were they wearing my country clothes? Why were they spending my country's gold? Who were the friends and who were the foes? The headlines were lying, why wasn't I told?
(repeat first verse)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
