and so is Washington Come out on the hills with the little boy soldiers Come up on the hills with the little boy soldiers Come out on the hills by little boy soldiers
cold, cold rain And my tiny son with his toy gun stands by me In his soldier suit and a tiny flag clutched tightly in his hand Little boy soldier, little boy soldier
real war With a battle raging on the floor The soldier boy was urging more Soon the floor was strewn with bits Fur and stuff and building kits The soldier boy
I'm a soldier boy Remembering his love I promised her that I I would always be true Remembering her heart As we marched out of sight I saw three tears
Tłumaczenie: Irving Berlin. Dream On, Little Boy Soldier.
Tłumaczenie: Wanda Jackson. Little Soldier Boy.
Tłumaczenie: Dżem. Little Boy Soldiers.
Tłumaczenie: Yardbirds,. Little Boy Soldier.
too much, To pick up a gun and shoot a stranger, But I've got no choice so here I comewar games. I'm up on the hills, playing little boy soldiers, Reconnaissance
much, To pick up a gun and shoot a stranger, But I've got no choice so here I come war games. I'm up on the hills, playing little boy soldiers, Reconnaissance
little closer Touch it right, do it like a man's supposed to Knew you was the one, that's why I chose ya 'Cause you get down for yours and ride like a soldier
's too hot You did it kid The more dead The more weight on your head Plus you ganked a suitcase Full of black tar H Baby boy, twenty keys Dead
already Chris A OutKast me spar wid so boy nuh try dis If you dis boy shot knaw go miss Gun shot a go teck you just like fits Boy hear me song an' thought
On the side of a hill, in a land called Somewhere A little boy lies asleep in the earth While down in the valley, a cruel war rages And people forget
so cruel and shady, and I really do miss my baby, Babi Boi. Oh, boy, me and your bigger brother, we keeps it realer. You'll always be our little nigga
like a nigga stole they style BUT when a nigga show up these niggas bow down Pound for pound from the shoulders nigga I'm the coldest little soldier
no taps on my celly, nig, come get all we got A little hustling mother fucker with a pocket full of stones Rolling with Mo and the No Limit soldiers
far from broke, thats all know, so you better get it right, when it comes to ma folks, cause we gon' ball out. -Krayzie Bone- roll a little bit of weed