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Well, the first thing I remember is the last thing that I saw
Morning hit the barrel of a rifle going off
And the daylight wrapped around me then I heard the sergeant scream
Then all my reservations fell gently at my feet

Now my heart is free, my heart is free
And all the things that a hold a man no longer carry me

I was sure there was a reson to take that side and fight
But when I saw the trembling hand that put that shot in flight
Well, I saw the hands of Jesus, saw the shores at Normandy
Saw a hundred thousand weary lost and homesick boys like me

Now my heart is free, my heart is free
And all the things that a hold a man no longer carry me

Now they don't remember my name or the girl that I made proud
And whatever drew me from her arms i snothing to me now

Now my heart is free, my heart is free
And all the things that a hold a man no longer carry me

My heart is free, my heart is free
And all the things that a hold a man no longer carry me

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