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Battle Cries
By Jason Eady
3/20/2010
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Mother tell my children that I did all I could
A D A E A
Mother tell my children that their father was good
A D A
Well, I'll write you from the valley and I'll write you from the shore
A D A E A
When I set out to sail that sea I will write to you no more
Chorus:
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The flags are flying, cannons high
D A
We all take our stands
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Some are crying battle cries
E A
Some are holding hands
They come to take our freedom, they come to take our land
There are some things worth believing I have come to understand
I've heard them tell the stories of ships of men of steel
Who torture for the beauty, I hope the all are real
Chorus
I see on the horizon more than I can say
They hand me down my rifle, I take my number for a name
Now my pen must go down, now I must go on
The son you knew is setting, the battle has begun
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