PLAYPLAYNow the ACaptain called me Eto his bed He Dfumbled for my Ahand DTake these silver Abars, he said I'm Egiving you comAmand. Command of what, there's A7no one here There's Donly you and Ame All Ethe rest are dead or in retreat Or Dwith the eneAmy. Complain, complain, that's Eall you've done DEver since we Alost If Dit's not the CruciAfixion Then Eit's the HoloAcaust. May Christ have mercy A7on your soul For Dmaking such a Ajoke Amid Ethese hearts that burn like coal And the Dflesh that rose like Asmoke. I Aknow that you have Esuffered, lad But Dsuffer this awAhile WhatDever makes a soldier Asad Will Emake a killer Asmile. I'm Aleaving, Captain, A7I've got to go There's Dblood upon your Ahand But Etell me, Captain, if you know Of a Ddecent place to Astand. There Ais no decent place to Estand DIn a massaAcre But Dif a woman Atake your hand Then Ego and stand with Aher. I left a wife in A7Tennessee And a Dbaby in SaiAgon I Erisked my life but not to hear Some Dcountry-western Asong. Ah, but Aif you cannot Eraise your love To a Dvery high deAgree Then you're Djust the man I've been
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