Suicide In The Trenches

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[Verse 1]
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I knew a simple soldier boy
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Who grinned at life in empty joy,
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Slept soundly through the lonesome dark

And whistled early with the lark.

[Verse 2]
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In winter trenches, cowered and glum,
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With crumps and lice and lack of rum.
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He put a bullet through his brain,
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And no one spoke of him again.

[Bridge]

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[Verse 3]
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You smug-faced crowds with kindling eyes,
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Who cheer when soldier lads march by
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Sneak home and pray you'll never know,
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The hell where youth and laughter go.
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The hell where youth and laughter go.