Einar Stray Orchestra
for the country
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bullets in the bellies of our babies
careless cash on useless machines
a military youngster kissed his lady
good bye, my love, good bye
good bye, my love, good bye
I will never see you again
the terrorist will hunt me down
the terrorist will kill your man
see you in heaven, my love
I don't know why, but I have to
fire my gun at their hearts
I'm not sure why, but they told me
it is for the country
I guess it's for the country