Forward March
Forward march, hut 2, 3, 4, hut 2, 3, 4 look at the small soldiers go.
Hut 2, 3, 4, hut 2, 3, 4, tears on the face drip slow
Hut 2, 3, 4, hut 2, 3, 4, their parents are dead and gone
Hut 2, 3, 4, hut 2, 3, 4, pray you don't do anything wrong
1 family, 2 families, 3 families more
the small soldiers' guns fire at innocent front doors
Hut 2, 3, 4, hut 2, 3, 4 know that it's not their fault
hut 2, 3, 4, hut 2, 3, 4 it's just what they've been taught
Hut 2, 3, 4 hut 2, 3, 4 down their bodies will fall
fired down with guns upon their once beloved commander's call
Hut 2, 3, 4, hut 2, 3, 4 a new group of kids march in
Hut 2, 3, 4 hut 2, 3, 4 the children are drowning in sin.
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