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Weâve been here for four long years,
Been a lot of smiles and a lot of tears.
Iâve known more men that died in here
Than friends Iâve had the last 40 years.
Iâm a long, long way from home
Sending my life through a telephone.
Right now, my life is this gun, and Iâll use it
To get back to my son.
(Chorus:)
Weâre making our last stand on
This lost and lonely ground,
Believing in the end it counts for something.
Yea-ah Yeah Yeah
I canât wait to get to heaven,
but Iâm pretty sure Iâve already
Been to hell.
Itâs the love-hate part of it
A captain goes down with his ship.
But Iâve made my choice, and this is it:
This is the life that I must live.
(Chorus)
Iâll leave it on my arm if you can tell.
To all my friends, I bid you well.
Iâll leave it on my arm if you can tell.
I bid you well, I bid you well.
Will we ever get it?
Lay down your life, and follow me in through the dark. (Whoa)
Weâll never know if we are too afraid to start. (Whoa)
Just keep your head down; it wonât be your final march. (Whoa)
This is the only chance weâll have to leave our mark
(Whoa)