IntroVerse 1In A Little Country Town Just Like YoursI Was Born Cannon Fodder For The WarI Signed Up Just Like My Father Had Done BeforeBack When There Was Something Worth Fighting ForChorus 1Now My Hands Don’t Feel Like MineAnd My Face Has Got New LinesI Never Thought Before We MetIf Only I Could Die Such A DeathVerse 2I Suppose That I Was Glad I Wasn’t SentTo The Front Like My Brother And My FriendsI’d Been Jealous Of The Glories Left To ThemBut Where’s The Glory Dying Screaming In A TrenchChorus 2Now Young Hands Shake Like They’re OldWeary Eyes Show Dying SoulsIt’s Not For Glory I RegretIf Only I Could Die Such A DeathMiddle 8When The Order Came To Ireland I Was BoundTo Defeat Your Bold Rebellion Against The CrownWhen I Saw You With The White Flag In Your HandI Could’ve Killed You On The Spot But For The CommandBut For The CommandVerse 3Now The Time Has Come To Make Your Final StandAnd I’ll Dry My Tears And Ask To Shake Your HandNow I Can See That We Are Much The SameThough Our Causes Have Been Given Different NamesChorus 3Now My Hands Don’t Feel Like MineAnd My Face Has Got New LinesI Never Thought Before We MetIf Only I Could Die Such A Death
