Soldiers who wanna be heroes Number practically zero But there are millions Who wanna be civilians Soldiers who wanna be Heroes number practically zero But there are millions Who wanna be civilians Come and take my eldest son Show him how to shoot a gun Wipe his eyes if he starts to cry When the bullets fly Give him a rifle, take his hoe Show him a field where he can go To lay his body down and die Without asking why Soldiers who wanna be heroes Number practically zero But there are millions Who wanna be civilians Soldiers who wanna be Heroes number practically zero But there are millions Who wanna be civilians
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Acoustic Guitar, male voice, acoustic, unplugged, accordion