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A / E / D A E In a station in the city a British soldier stood A Talking to the people there if the people would E Some just stared in hatred, and others turned in pain A And the lonely British soldier wished he was back home again D A Come join the British Army! said the posters in his town E A See the world and have your fun come serve before the Crown D A The jobs were hard to come by and he could not face the dole E A So he took his country's shilling and enlisted on the roll A E For there was no fear of fighting, the Empire long was lost A Just ten years in the army getting paid for being bossed E Then leave a man experienced a man who's made the grade A A medal and a pension some mem'ries and a trade A E Then came the call for Ireland as the call had come before A Another bloody chapter in an endless civil war E The priests they stood on both sides the priests they stood behind A Another fight in Jesus's name the blind against the blind D A The soldier stood between them between the whistling stones E A And then the broken bottles that led to broken bones D A The petrol bombs that burnt his hands the nails that pierced his skin E A And wished that he had stayed at home surrounded by his kin A E The station filled with people the soldier soon was bored A But better in the station than where the people warred E The room filled up with mothers with daughters and with sons A Who stared with itchy fingers at the soldier and his gun A E A yell of fear a screech of brakes the shattering of glass A The window of the station broke to let the package pass E A scream came from the mothers as they ran towards the door A Dragging their children crying from the bomb upon the floor A E The soldier stood and could not move his gun he could not use A He knew the bomb had seconds and not minutes on the fuse E He could not run and pick it up and throw it in the street A There were far too many people there too many running feet D A Take cover! yelled the soldier, Take cover for your lives E A And the Irishmen threw down their young and stood before their wives D A They turned towards the soldier their eyes alive with fear E A For God's sake save our children or they'll end their short lives here A E The soldier moved towards the bomb his stomach like a stone A Why was this his battle God why was he alone E He lay down on the package and he murmured one farewell A To those at home in England to those he loved so well A E He saw the sights of summer felt the wind upon his brow A The young girls in the city parks how precious were they now E The soaring of the swallow the beauty of the swan A The music of the turning world so soon would it be gone A E A muffled soft explosion and the room began to quake A The soldier blown across the floor his blood a crimson lake E They never heard him cry or shout they never heard him moan A And they turned their children's faces from the blood and from the bones D A The crowd outside soon gathered and the ambulances came E A To carry off the body of a pawn lost in the game D A And the crowd they clapped and cheered and they sang their rebel song E A One soldier less to interfere where he did not belong D A And will the children growing up learn at their mothers' knees E A The story of the soldier who bought their liberty D A Who used his youthful body as a means towards an end E A Who gave his life to those who called him murderer not friend
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