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The Soldier Song

from Stormclouds by Zeptepi

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Written & arranged by Phil Dean

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He stepped into line, marching in time to the drums
Tightened his pack that he stole from a Frenchman who ran
Fights through the pain of the hole in his boot
And the memories of the friends he will no more salute
He's in way over his head

He shoulders his rifle and buttons what's left of his coat
Curses the stock, as it tears at his throat
Cries from the pain of a wound in his chest
And the dreams that he's lost and the family he left
He's in way over his head

He gets to his feet and he empties his canteen of rum
Steps back into line and marches to the drums
Still fighting the pain from the holes in his boots
Dreaming of friends he can no more salute
And the touch of the girls working all through the night
Where he'd spend all his pay, when there's no one left to fight
He's worn to exhaustion and covered in dust
Facing a flogging if he doesn't keep up
And there's no one to help and there's no one who cares
He's miles from nowhere he's gonna die there
He's in way over his head

credits

from Stormclouds, released June 21, 2010
Phil Dean - vocals, guitars
Bernie Dodd - drums
Frank Packer - bass
Hayley Anderson - violin
CC Thornley - banjo

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