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Billy Bragg

My Youngest Son Came Home Today

  folk  singer-songwriter  political  british  rock
639 3 часа назад

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My youngest son came home todayHis friends marched with him all the wayThe fife and drum beat out the timeWhile in his box of polished pineLike dead meat on a butchers trayMy youngest son same home todayMy youngest son was a fine young manWith a wife, a daughter and two sonsAnd a man he would have lived and diedTill by a bullet sanctifiedNow hes a saint or so they sayThey brought their young saint home todayAn irish sky looks down and weepsUpon the narrow belfast streetsAt childrens blood in gutters spilledIn dreams of glory unfulfilledAs part of freedoms price to payMy youngest son came home todayMy youngest son came home todayHis friends marched with him all the wayThe pipe and drum beat out the timeWhile in his box of polished pineLike dead meat on a butchers trayMy youngest son came home todayAnd this time hes here to stayWords and music: eric bogle

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