ZJOS!
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A soldier`s son He wasn`t born to be a loser He has a heart so strong to give She didn`t understand anything As she left him alone to stay
I think it must have started As his daddy hit out his guts For he was not good enough It paralysed him against such odds
Refrain And he tries to laugh and talk and live As he roams around in grief His eyes towards the river As he tries to find relief In need, these words will always there to be “You are a true friend for me”
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His mother, she was silent As a grave could ever be She kept her body, left her presence In the past, there oversea
She smokes and stares in memories Of the war that never ends As his daddy shouts his words at him Like bullets…
Refrain solo accordeon
So a man who loves his woman His kid who`s growing up Continues his war at home To lose everything he`s got
Trained to be a soldier To defend the rich and wealth Drills his beloved ones Good Health!
© Music and lyrics Jos Wijnen, Quick Run Music 2008. |
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Your best friend is your paypal To lose the things that were so tight
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