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War Torn


Bring me in from the cold boys Bring me in from the cold I won't cry out, I won't complain Don't leave me here in the mud and rain Bring me in from the cold I hear you through the fog boys I hear that old refrain We will keep the homefires burning Til our boys are back again Im cold and Im alone boys Waiting for you to come I won't cry out, I won't complain Don't leave me here, don't you know my name Bring me in from the cold I feel you raise me up boys I'm in your caring hands I see the silent crowds I hear the marching bands All the heads are bowed boys And a lonesome bugle plays You brought me in from the cold boys You brought me home to stay
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dan-the-dawg
war is an excuse, not an answer
dan-the-dawg
war is an excuse, not an answer

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