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Over There

Chris Gerolmo

The day is coming,
The drums are drumming
If you know one, say a prayer

There's mothers crying,
Fathers sighin, uh hum
War is in the air

The trains are filling up with boys
Who left behind their favorite toys

They're going over there, over there
Where someone has to die

Over there, over there
Where ours is not to reason why
Over there, over there
Where someone has to die

Composição: Chris Gerolmo





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