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A Butcher yes that was my trade
But the King's shilling is now my fee
A butcher I may as well have stayed
For the slaughter that I see
And the preacher in his pulpit
sermon, Go
and
fight.
Do
what
is
right
But he don't have to hear those guns
And I bet he sleeps at night
Andi, can't stop shaking
My hands won't stop shaqking
My arms won't stop shaking
My mind won't stop shaking
I want to go home,
Please let me go home,
Go home
And I have seen a friend of mine,
Hang on a wire like some rag toy
And in the heat the flies come down
And cover up the boy
And the flies come down in
Gommecourt, Thiepval,
Mametz Wood, and French Verdun
If the preacher he could see those flies
Wouldn't preach for the sound of guns
And I can't stop shaking
My hands won't stop shaking
My arms won't stop shaking
My mind won't stop shaking
I want to go home
Please let me go home
Go home
- Álbum:
- The BBC Radio Sessions
- Still Got That Hunger
- Extended Versions
- Breathe Out, Breathe In
- Miscellaneous
- Odessey and Oracle
- Spirit Of Woodstock
- Chasing the Past
- Moving On
- Retrospective: The Music of Mad Men (Original Series...
- Live at the Bloomsbury Theatre
- Zombie Heaven
- Time of the Zombies
- I Love You
- The Zombies - The Original Studio Recordings, Vol. 2
- The Zombies - The Original Studio Recordings, Vol. 3
- The Zombies - The Original Studio Recordings, Vol. 4
- The Zombies - The Original Studio Recordings, Vol. 5
- Odessey & Oracle - 40th Anniversary Concert (Live)
- The Zombies (Live in Concert at Metropolis Studios, London)