The Dying Soldier
Christy Moore
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Am Look at the dying soldier, I heard someone whisper Em And then I saw the blood come through my shirt Am Am I going to die here? I don't want to die here Em Someone come and pick me from the dirt G A I don't belong here, I don't want to die here, oh no G A I don't belong here, don't let me die here, oh no My hands are getting colder, my thoughts are growing weaker This must be the way it is Stop the shooting, don't you see I'm dying Someone come and say a prayer I don't belong here, I don't want to die here, oh no I don't belong here, Don't let me die here, oh no My eyes are closing, I see someone coming But he turns his back and runs away They've stopped shooting, it's started raining This must be the way I don't belong here, I dont want to die here, oh no I don't belong here, Don't let me die here, oh no I want to go back home where my friends are I want to go on living there (said the dying soldier) I want to go back home where my friends are I want to go on living there (said the dying soldier) I want to go back home where my friends are I want to go on living there (said the dying soldier)
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