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When you place your life in the hands of a commander-in-chief who guarded the coast of Texas against foreign invaders.
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BLACKBIRDS - a male-female, old-young, acoustic-based duo exploring the boundaries of modern folk.
BLACKBIRDS is an experimental collaboration of old and young, experienced and inexperienced, in an effort to create a new sound and have fun in the process. MIKE SLAJCHERT has been in and around the Chicago music scene in rock, folk, blues, and all stops in between since the late 60s. CLAIRE HELLIGE is a student at St. Louis University with experience in student productions. They met as student and teacher and co-workers in a campus ministry project. Whatever income might be generated from this leap into the unknown will be contributed to charitable groups.
Song Info
Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic General
Charts
Peak #736
Peak in subgenre #146
Author
Mike Slajchert
Rights
Blackdog Records, 2006
Uploaded
March 19, 2006
Track Files
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MP3 5.3 MB • 128 kbps • 3:50
Story behind the song
I met one too many returning soldiers who had no clue about why they were sent to put their lives on the line and their sanity in the balance.
Lyrics
Soldier You know I travelled down this road I shouldered more than my own load Never makin' no complaint, Heaven knows I am no saint. I seen some things no man should see, More than a few were done by me. I always thought my job was clear: follow orders, face my fears. I got 3 children and a wife, they never see my other side. These days I work out in the sun, Around my house I keep no gun. Was doin' fine until last fall when Uncle Sam sent my recall. I packed my bags and said goodbye, my oldest boy tried not to cry. I couldn't tell you why we're here, we smell of sweat and stink of fear. We try to kill 'em as they cross, they never seem to count the cost. Can't tell the good ones from the bad, I killed some (I) wish I never had. Won't dwell on things that can't be changed, The Devil's never out of range. I'm countin' days 'til I go home. I'm tryin' hard just to be numb. I've seen more death than I can stand. Don't tell me that we helped this land. I never seen 'em shed a tear, those lyin' bastards sent us here. Wish they could face the ones who died Or see their buddies as we cried.
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