Sting Of Battle

Five o'clock call-up,

I've been dreading for this moment

Where I've got nowhere to go,

And my blood count's running low

So think of me, what I did,

What I felt

When I left that winter morning

And you should know me by now,

I'm alone and running scared

Take me home my legs are too tired

Cause I've been walking on this dusty road way too long

Take me home my legs are too tired

Cause I've been walking on this dusty road way too

Long for my own good

Kill them all tonight,

We've got orders from the captain

But there's no sign of self-esteem,

In my young but dying heart

So mother think of me

And what I did

And what I felt

And what I could not feel

When I had you in my life

So mother think of me

And what I did

And what I felt

And what I could not feel

When you had me in your life

Take me home my legs are too tired

Cause I've been walking on this dusty road way too long

Take me home my legs are too tired

Cause I've been walking on this dusty road way too long

Take me home my legs are too tired

Cause I've been walking on this dusty road way too long

Take me home my legs are too tired

Cause I've been walking on this dusty road way too long

Steadily we march along,

Join me in the marching song,

Hand to hand and heart to heart

Bearing each a soldier's part

Come what will beneath the sun

We are soldiers marching on,

'Neath the old flag dying tree

Marching onto the victory

Steadily we march along,

Join me in the marching song,

Hand to hand and heart to heart

Bearing each a soldier's part

Come what will beneath the sun

We are soldiers marching on,

'Neath the old flag dying tree

Marching on to the victory