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Opera
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Wykonawcy

Teksty: Live. Songs from Black Mountain. Home.

I'm a soldier on the field
Fighting for you, fighting for me
You can see it on our faces
Like the bullets leave traces
You can feel it for real

You can't imagine the pain
Of my baby so far away
So far from my home

When they comin' home?
When they leavin' that place?
To see their lovers face again
Kid will see his daddy's face again
When they comin' home?

Oh, shed some grace
To see their lovers face again
Kid will see his daddy's face again

I'm a soldier on the field
Waiting to die, praying to live
To survive one more day
But my hope begins to fray
It's my flesh against the steel

You'll never know what I've known
You'll never see what I've seen
And I hope we make it home

When they comin' home?
When they leavin' that place?
To see their lovers face again
Kid will see his daddy's face again
When they comin' home?

Oh, shed some grace
Put your peace in the valley tonight
Bring the soldier home, alright
When they coming' home?

Oh, when they leavin' that place
To see their lovers face again
Kid will see his daddy's face again

So far from home
She cries, politics aside
What I'd give to have him here tonight

When they comin' home?
When they leavin' that place?
To see their lovers face again
Kid will see his daddy's face again
When they comin' home?

Oh, shed some grace
Put your peace in the valley tonight
Bring the soldier home, alright
When they coming' home?

Oh, children playing in the sun
To see their lovers face again
Kid will see his daddy's face again
When they comin' home?

Oh, [Incomprehensible]
Put your peace in the valley tonight
Bring the soldier home alright
When they coming' home?

Oh, children playing in the sun?
To see their lovers face again
Kid will see his daddy's face again
When they comin' home?

Oh, [Incomprehensible]
When they coming' home?