Dougie MacLean Follow

These are fine words you're saying, I know you mean them well
But this game of life we're playing is half in heaven., half in hell
And your ideals are to be envied like some little child's dream
But they crash around my aching head like rocks tumbling down a stream
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You're the soldier of freedom and you're the fighter for peace
But you'd put the gun into my hand and signal up the guillotine's release
There's been a million years of trouble and there'll be a million more
And a million years of history, well you just cannot ignore
I wish I had your confidence in your own sweet humand kind
But the words are just the ashes of what all the others left behind
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You can sing to me of bravery, of sacrifice and pain
And you know I'll listen carefully, that my heart fe els just the same
But your way is like the trundle of a worn wooden wheel
Your words are made from speeches your own innocence conceals
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So you can say I'm tired, you say I am no use
You can say my courage fails me, but that's only half the truth
Oh it's love we all are needing, we've been fighting for too long
Now I'll lay down my weary pen and I will kindly move along
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