YOU'LL TAKE MY LIFE
BUT I'LL TAKE YOURS TOO
YOU'LL FIRE
YOUR MUSKET
BUT I'LL RUN YA THROUGH
SO WHEN YOU'RE WAITIN'
FOR THE NEXT ATTACK
YOU'D BETTER STAND
THERE'S NO
TURNING BACK
THE BUGLE SOUNDS
THE CHARGE BEGINS
BUT ON THIS
BATTLEFIELD
NO ONE WINS
THE SMELL OF
ACRID SMOKE
AND HORSES' BREATH
AS I PLUNGE ON
INTO CERTAIN DEATH
OH OH OH OH
OH OH OH OH OH
OH OH OH OH
OH OH OH OH OH
THE HORSE
HE SWEATS WITH FEAR
WE BREAK TO RUN
THE MIGHTY ROAR
OF THE RUSSIAN GUNS
AND AS WE RACE
TOWARDS THE
HUMAN WALL
THE SCREAMS OF PAIN
AS MY COMRADES FALL
WE HURDLE BODIES THAT
LAY ON THE GROUND
AND THE RUSSIANS
FIRE ANOTHER ROUND
WE GET SO NEAR
YET SO FAR AWAY
WE WON'T LIVE TO FIGHT
ANOTHER DAY
OH OH OH OH
OH OH OH OH OH
OH OH OH OH
OH OH OH OH OH
WE GET SO CLOSE
NEAR ENOUGH TO FIGHT
WHEN A RUSSIAN
GETS ME IN HIS SIGHTS
HE PULLS THE TRIGGER
AND I FEEL THE BLOW
A BURST OF ROUNDS
TAKE MY HORSE BELOW
AND AS I LAY THERE
GAZING AT THE SKY
MY BODY'S NUMB
AND MY THROAT IS DRY
AND AS I LAY FORGOTTEN
AND ALONE
WITHOUT A TEAR
I DRAW
MY PARTING GROAN
OH OH OH OH
OH OH OH OH OH
OH OH OH OH
OH OH OH OH OH