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I was there when the war was new

I fought and killed as I was trained to do

I even bled a time or two

But I won’t fight again

I saw so many of us die                        

I swear I heard their mommas cry

And some of them they were friends of mine

No I won’t fight again

God bless the ones who fought and died

And God help the family’s that still cry

Let’s never forget the blessed few

That made it back home to me and you

War is just a game they play

Where no one wins in the end they say

But this I swear till my dyeing day

I won’t fight again

I did my part or so I’m told

I stood and fought till my blood ran cold

But now it’s time that I grow old

No I won’t fight again

God bless the ones who fought and died

And God help the family’s that still cry

Let’s never forget the blessed few

That made it back home to me and you

War will come and war will go

Men will die as it takes its toll

That’s the cost for peace I know

But I won’t fight again

I’ve seen what war can really do

To even those that make it through

I’ve been there a time or two

No I won’t fight again

God bless them one one and all

For their the ones that make our country strong

If not for them where would we be

If not for them would we be free

If not for them where would we be

If not for them would we be free

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