Trooper Thomas - John Edmond

You'll take my life but I'll take yours too You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through So when you're waiting for the next attack You'd better stand there's no turning back The bugle sounds as the charge begins But on this battlefield no one wins The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath As you plunge into a certain death 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 human wall The screams of pain as my comrades fall We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground And as 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 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 takes 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

With only fear and good judgement Holding us back We sailed out on the Northern Sea With a boat load of crazy people Including the shotgun and me Does somebody know how to drive this thing Yelled the captain as he fell to his knees I think I mighta had a little too much today Take me to my cabin, please Cruisin' on a sardine boat Loaded with crazy people And we shall be the Santa Maria Looking for a brave new world The first mate shouted from the crow's nest I think I might see land out there Nobody moved From where they were laying Cause nobody really cared Does somebody know how to drive this thing Yelled the captain as he fell to his knees I think I mighta had a little too much today Take me to my cabin, please The first mate shouted from the crow's nest I think I might see land out there But nobody moved From where they were laying Cause nobody really cared Cruisin' on a sardine boat Loaded with crazy people And we shall be the Santa Maria Looking for a brave new world Cruisin' on a sardine boat Loaded with crazy people And we shall be the Santa Maria Looking for a brave new world

Pretty lady Here I am With my heart on my sleeve Hat in my hand You said you could help me Help me now Change my life Please show me how A face of clay And yet so warm I feel like I've weathered Eternal storm You said you could help me Help me now Change my life Please show me how Pretty lady ... Pretty lady Here I am With my heart on my sleeve Hat in hand You said you could help me Help me now Change my life Please show me how Pretty lady ...

Lonely soldier walking on a late pass Trying to find some comfort in the city night Then he saw her sitting in the corner Saw her eyes were smiling at him through the candle light. And she looked just like the girl that had walked through his dream She truly had the bluest eyes he'd ever seen And there he was in jungle green. In the morning found that they were moving Far away to carry on the cruel war No one to tell her that he fought and fell there Thinking of the blue eyes he was really fighting for. And she looked just like the girl that had walked through his dream She truly had the bluest eyes he'd ever seen And there he was in jungle green. Lonely soldier walking on a late pass Trying to find some comfort in the city night Then he saw her sitting in a corner Saw her eyes were smiling at him through the candle light. And she looked just like the girl that had walked through his dream She truly had the bluest eyes he'd ever seen And there he was in jungle green.

If you have a look around a jungle JOC. It isn't very hard to find a super cop; You can tell who he is if you look down 'Cause he don't wear those boots of brown. He wears black boots and he's comin to get ya, An eagle on his sleeve and I can bet ya, Any old place where the black boots are, It ain't no place for a gandanga. He can run like a cheetah, he can fight like a bear, He can jump like a kudu, he can jinx like a hare And just like a monkey he can climb a tree, He can swim like a tiger in the Zambezi. He wears black boots and he's comin to get ya, An eagle on his sleeve and I can bet ya, Any old place where the black boots are, It ain't no place for a gandanga. If a terr's on the run or if he goes to ground, Doesn't really matter 'cause they'll hunt him down And if that terr's the first that shoots, He's got no chance against the Black Boots, He wears black boots and he's comin to get ya, An eagle on his sleeve and I can bet ya, Any old place where the black boots are, It ain't no place for a gandanga. 'Way down Thrasher or a Hurricane, Repulse, Tangent, it's all the same, They can go where they like, do what they can, But the Black boots always get their man. He wears black boots and he's comin to get ya, An eagle on his sleeve and I can bet ya, Any old place where the black boots are, It ain't no place for a gandanga. He wears black boots and he's comin to get ya, An eagle on his sleeve and I can bet ya, Any old place where the black boots are, It ain't no place for a gandanga.

Right now I feel like a forgotten soldier, I've been eight hours on the road. Doesn't anybody see me standing here, In my soldier's coat? And rain ain't kindly to a weary man And passing cars look snug and warm. There ain't no comforts for a forgotten soldier Standing in the storm. Hey! I think I'll read your crumpled letter one more time To reassure me that our love has stood the test. Hey, the words you wrote are poetry to me that is, And I cherish them and hold them to my breast. Deep down I know that I'm no forgotten soldier, Though you're a million stars away Soon friendly headlights will be shining down And slowing down for me. And there will be a place to close my eyes And almost feel the kiss From lips that tell me I'm no forgotten soldier Somewhere in the mist. Hey! I think I'll read your crumpled letter One more time To reassure me that our love has stood the test. Hey, the words you wrote are poetry to me that is, And I cherish them and hold them to my breast. So when I feel like a forgotten soldier And when the night is extra long, That crumpled letter is my inspiration, The words just push me on. They wash my blues away with memories That we will soon renew And then I won't be a forgotten soldier When I am home with you. And then I won't be a forgotten soldier When I am home with you. No, I won't be a forgotten soldier When I am home with you.