Reflections of Sound - If You Go To Be A Soldier | Текст песни

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• Reflections of Sound
• If You Go To Be A Soldier

You’ll feed on beans and on rotten hay,
And a horse’s hoof come your naming day.
You’ll sweat and bleed till you grow old,
And your only gold will be dreams of gold,
If you go to be a soldier.
If you go to be a soldier.

Your girl will marry another man.
A muddy grave will be all your land.
Food for the worms and none to mourn.
You’ll curse the day you were ever born,
If you go to be a soldier.
If you go to be a soldier.

You'll sleep on rocks, and knotty roots,
With holes from mice in cold damp boots.
You'll wake to the crows caw at the sky,
Then march 'till night's a passing sigh.
If you go to be a soldier.
If you go to be a soldier.

Your home's a far and fond desire,
The clash of steel a battle choir.
Should you survive encountered foes,
Your bones will ache from head to toe,
If you go to be a soldier.
If you go to be a soldier.

Your family will forget your face
You'll lose your beauty, youth and grace
They'll judge you with complete condemn
You'll find your swords your dearest friend,
If you go to be a soldier.
If you go to be a soldier.

Their's honor and a sense of pride
To fight for freedom with your life
Not all approve but none object
That all who serve deserve respect
If you go to be a soldier.
If you go to be a soldier.