Michael Hill's Blues Mob – Soldier's Blues lyrics

Hah... Huh huh...
Where I come from?
Brothers who have escaped from the 'hood to the front
American dream?
Just hoping you get home alive...

Hah, all good soldiers know what to expect
Said all good soldiers know what to expect
Listen: got to see you darling, may never see you again
No no no

Never lost a battle, can't seem to win the war
Never lost a battle no no, can't seem to win the war
Hah I just pray someone can tell me, what the hell we're fightin' for
Listen now

Old men fightin' on chairs, send the young ones off to die
Old men fightin' on chairs, send the young ones off to die
Hah you know what? Asked the captain to explain, and he could not tell me why
No no no no no

Listen: somethin' terrible in a whorehouse, his name was G. I. Joe
I'm tellin' ya: somethin' terrible in a whorehouse, his name was G. I. Joe
He had killed a bunch of children, he was off to kill some more

I've got the soldier's blues
And I really payed my dues
Got the s-s-soldier, soldier's blues
Really payed my dues
I fight the enemy abroad
And in my home town too

I've got the soldier's blues
And I really payed my dues
Got the soldier, soldier, soldier's blues
Really payed my dues
Fight the enemy abroad
And in my home town too

Hah... Try to send me
To kill my family yon
In mama Africa
Got my children
Killin' my brothers and sisters
In Panama
Lord knows it ain't right
This no way's right

(spoken:)
And all those soldiers who did Vietnam
Back in the world with nowhere to live
Tired and weary
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