Lyrics:
His eyes, they closed and his last breath spoke
He had seen all to be seen
A life once full, now an empty vase
Wilt the blossums on his early grave
Walk away me boy, walk away me boy
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your mother, dear
And raise what's left of the flag for me
Then the rosary beads, count them one, two, three
Fell apart as they hit the floor
In a garb of black, we must pay respect
To the color we're born to mourn
Walk away me boys, walk away me boys
By morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your mother, dear
Raise what's left of the flag for me
In this place there grew an angry festered wound
Filled with hatred and remorse
Where I pick and scratch 'til the blood amassed
To silent rage now that fills my lungs
For there are many ways to kill a man, they say
With bayonet, axe or sword
But son, a bullet fired from a shapeless guise
Just put the shell of a Thompson gun
Walk away me boys, walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your mother, dear
Raise what's left of the flag for me
From the east out to the western shore
Where many men and many more will fall
But no angel flies with me tonight
Though freedom reigns on all
And curse the name for which we slaved our days
So every men chose Kingdom Come
But sure as night turns day it's the passion play
Oh, my God, what have they done
With madmans rage, well, they dug our graves
But the dead rise again, you fools
Walk away me boys, walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your mother, dear
Raise what's left of the flag for me
Walk away me boys, walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your mother, dear
And raise what's left of the flag for me
Lyrics:
Must it take a life for hateful eyes
To glisten once again
Five hundred years like Gelignite
Have blown us all to hell
What savior rests while on his cross we die
While forgotten freedom burns
Has the Shepard led his lambs astray
To the bigot and the gun
Must it take a life for hateful eyes
To glisten once again
'Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies
I watch and stare as Rosin's eyes
Turn a darker shade of red
And the bullet with this sniper lie
In their bloody gutless cell
Must we starve on crumbs from long ago
Through bars these men made steel
Is it a great or little thing we fought
Knelt the conscience blessed to kill
Must it take a life for hateful eyes
To glisten once again
'Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies
Ah, but maybe it's the way you were taught
Or maybe it's the way we fought
But a smile never grins without tears to begin
For each kiss is a cry we all lost
Though there is nothing left to gain
But for the banshee that stole the grave
'Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies
I sit in and dwell on faces past
Like memories seem to fade
No color left but black and white
And soon will all turn grey
But may these shadows rise to walk again
With lessons truly learnt
When the blossom flowers in each our hearts
Shall beat a new found flame
Must it take a life for hateful eyes
To glisten once again
'Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies
'Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies, singin' drunken lullabies
