Lucero - War
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AmI got Cdrafted at Fnineteen
GMe and a bunch of boys from Fhome
AmJanuCary Fforty-Cthree,
Ddrove out to Pine Bluff and signed Fon
AmWent to Cbasic south of FBirmingham
GPut me on west coast bound Ftrain
AmSpent three Cdays out in FSan DiCego
DAnd they shipped me back east Fagain
AmLeft a Cport out of FNew York
GSlept for months in British Frain
AmTore it Cup down in FLondon Ctown
DAnd they shipped me back out Fagain
CThe preacher said GBoys he who Fis killed toCnight
will Ddine with the Lord in ParFadise
COne boy spoke Gup, said Fpreacher come Con
Deat your supper with Fus
AmNever Ctalk about thoseF first days
GLots of friends left beFhind
AmBut I Cmade it all the Fway across CFrance
DAnd I fought at the Maginot Fline
AmRoad a Ctank into FBelgium
GLiked them better than the FFrench
AmLike my Cdaddy, Fthirty years beCfore
DI did my time in a tFrench
AmLots of Cdays there's no Fwater
GBut the liquor kept me Fwarm
AmThe cellars were Cstocked to their Fceilings with Cbooze
DSo I carried a bottle with my Fgun
CThe preacher said GBoys he who Fis killed toCnight
will Ddine with the Lord in ParFadise
COne boy spoke Gup, said Fpreacher come Con
Deat your supper with Fus
AmThree Ctimes I made sFergeant
GI'm not that kind of Fman
AmAnd pretty Cmuch just as Fquick as I Ccould
DI get busted back to private aFgain
AmCause taking Corders never Fsuited me
GGiving them out was mucFh worse
AmI could Cnot stand to Fget my friends Ckilled
DSo I took care of myself Ffirst
AmNow I Cknow that don't Fsound right
GDon't think too bad of Fme
AmNow it Ckeeps me Fup nights C
DWhat I could have done differeFntly
CThe preacher said GBoys he who Fis killed toCnight
will Ddine with the Lord in ParFadise
COne boy spoke Gup, said Fpreacher come Con
Deat your supper with Fus
CI'd be no Gguest at the Ftable of the CLord
DHis food was not to be Fmine
CCause I cursed His Gname every Fchance that I Ccould
DAnd I recon that's why I'm still Falive