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What a Way to Win a War - Tom McRae, the Standing Band: текст песни id 23603751
my favorite son
sent to the deep
stones in his shoes
and hands tied
and sleeping the long sleep
stand to my left
it’s the place of honor
strike the match through times of rain
maybe we won’t swing
so easy come
so easy go
we sharpen sticks and we throw stones
what a way to win a war
what a way to fight a battle
I’ve been faithful general
but i tire of this cause
I’m with the beast
that backs the birds
can’t pick a side now
I’m not sure
this evidence I’ve heard
when i see a love
that croak it’s tune
there in it’s palace
I’ve fought self
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